It's all life is. Just going 'round kissing people.
Men don’t often know those times when a girl could be had for nothing.
She was a mischief, and that was a satisfaction; no longer was she a huntress of corralled game
Once I thought that Lake Forest was the most glamorous place in the world. Maybe it was.
It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.
Possibly it had occurred to him the colossal significance of that light had now vanished forever. [...] It had seemed as close as a star to the moon. Now it was a green light on a dock. His count of enchanted objects had diminished by one.