I was too absorbed to be responsive

He had possessed the arrogance of a tall member of a short race, with no obligation save to be tall.

But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot.

All she wanted was to be a little girl, to be efficiently taken care of by some yielding yet superior power, stupider and steadier than herself. It seemed that the only lover she had ever wanted was a lover in a dream

When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle against the windows, and the dim lights of small Wisconsin stations moved by, a sharp wild brace came suddenly into the air. That's my middle-west - not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow.

Nothing any good isn't hard.

Though the Jazz Age continued it became less and less an affair of youth. The sequel was like a children's party taken over by the elders.