It is youth’s felicity as well as its insufficiency that it can never live in the present, but must always be measuring up the day against its own radiantly imagined future

All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath.

He lifted his arms to the crystaline, radiant sky. "I know myself," he cried, "but that is all.

What'll we do with ourselves this afternoon? And the day after that, and the next thirty years?

You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.

He's sensitive and I don't want him to break his heart over somebody who doesn't care about him.

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