It is not merely enough to have the ability to be persistant, you must also have the ability to start over.

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

France was a land, England was a people, but America, having about it still that quality of the idea, was harder to utter - it was the graves at Shiloh and the tired, drawn, nervous faces of its great men, and the country boys dying in the Argonne for a phrase that was empty before their bodies withered. It was a willingness of the heart.

The first lights of the evening were springing into pale existence. The Ferris wheel, pricked out now in lights, revolved leisurely through the dusk; a few empty cars of the roller coaster rattled overhead.

She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven.

Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine: I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.

Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.