I've been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.

Baltimore is warm but pleasant... I belong here, where everything is civilized and gay and rotted and polite.

They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.

He dispensed starlight to casual moths.

i'm in a muddle about a lot of things -- i've just discovered that i've a mind, and i'm starting to read" "read what?" "everything. i have to pick and choose, of course, but mostly things that make me think.

For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing.

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