She was dazzling-- alight; it was agony to comprehend her beauty in a glance.

The rich get richer and the poor get - children.

That however the brains and abilities of men may differ, their stomachs are essentially the same.

It’s just that I feel so sad these wonderful nights. I sort of feel they’re never coming again, and I’m not really getting all I could out of them.

"I was counting the waves", replied Amory gravely, "I'm going in for statistics".

It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.

That familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.