I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

I've got an adjective that just fits you.

It was as if for the remainder of his life he was condemned to carry with him the egos of certain people, early met and early loved, and to be only as complete as they were complete themselves. There was some element of loneliness involved--so easy to be loved--so hard to love.

So we'll just let things take their course, and never be sorry.

What was it up there in the song that seemed to be calling her back inside? What would happen now in the dim, incalculable hours?

the growth of intimacy is like that. First one gives off his best picture, the bright and finished product mended with bluff and falsehood and humour. Then more details are required and one paints a second portrait, and a third – before long the best lines cancel out – and the secret is exposed at last; the planes of the pictures have intermingled and given us away, and though we paint and paint we can no longer sell a picture. We must be satisfied with hoping that such fatuous accounts of ourselves as we make to our wives and children and business associates are accepted as true

For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!