I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth.

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.

They had never been closer in their month of love, nor communicated more profoundly one with another, than when she brushed silent lips against his coat's shoulder or when he touched the end of her fingers, gently, as though she were asleep.

It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.

And Yale is November, crisp and energetic.

Men don’t often know those times when a girl could be had for nothing.

He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.