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

It takes a genius to whine appealingly.

One thin's sure and nothing's surer The rich get richer and the poor get - children. In the meantime, In between time...

Selfish people are in a way terribly capable of great loves.

In short, you have only your emotions to sell. This is the experience of all writers.

He hadn’t once ceased looking at Daisy, and I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes. Sometimes, too, he stared around at his possessions in a dazed way, as though in her actual and astounding presence none of it was any longer real.

he was figuratively following along beside her as she walked the fence, ready to catch her if she should fall.