They're a rotten crowd', I shouted across the lawn. 'You're worth the whole damn bunch put together.

I'll never be a poet,' said Amory as he finished. 'I'm not enough of a sensualist really; there are only a few obvious things that I notice as primarily beautiful: women, spring evenings, music at night, the sea; I don't catch the subtle things like 'silver-snarling trumpets.' I may turn out an intellectual, but I'll never right anything but mediocre poetry.

that voice was a deathless song.

The best of America drifts to Paris. The American in Paris is the best American. It is more fun for an intelligent person to live in an intelligent country. France has the only two things toward which we drift as we grow older—intelligence and good manners.

A squalid phantasmagoria of breath

The world is always curious, and people become valuable merely for their inaccessibility

If you are strong enough, there are no precedents.