At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.

I’m thirty,” I said. “I’m five years too old to lie to myself and call it honor

Rosemary felt that this swim would become the typical one of her life, the one that would always pop up in her memory at the mention of swimming.

why shouldn't he? All life is just a progression toward and then a recession from one phrase-- 'I love you

One thin's sure and nothing's surer The rich get richer and the poor get - children. In the meantime, In between time...

Lie to me by the moonlight. Do a fabulous story.

The first lights of the evening were springing into pale existence. The Ferris wheel, pricked out now in lights, revolved leisurely through the dusk; a few empty cars of the roller coaster rattled overhead.