All that kept her from breaking was that it was not an image of strength that was leaving her; she would be just as strong without him.

To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times, what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks but a special heart that listens.

Well, I can't describe her exactly-except to say that she was beautiful. She was-tremendously alive.

No," interrupted Marcia emphatically. "And you're a sweet boy. Come here and kiss me." Horace stopped quickly in front of her. "Why do you want me to kiss you?" he asked intently. "Do you just go round kissing people?" "Why, yes," admitted Marcia, unruffled. "'At's all life is. Just going around kissing people.

I was in love with a whirlwind, so when the girl threw me over, I went home and finished my novel.

"What are you going to do?" "Can't say - run for president, write -" "Greenwich Village?" "Good heavens, no - I said write - not drink."

She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.