Ernest [Hemmingway] was always ready to lend a helping hand to the one on the rung above him.

Human sympathy has its limits, and we were contented to let all their tragic arguments fade with the city lights behind.

When a man is tired of life on his 21st birthday it indicates that he is rather tired of something in himself.

I began to like New York, the racy, adventurous feel of it at night, and the satisfaction that the constant flicker of men and women and machines gives to the restless eye.

If you're in love it ought to make you happy. You ought to laugh.

you once liked me, didn't you?, he asked. LIKED you- I LOVED you. Everybody loved you. You could've had anybody you wanted for the asking.

Kiss me now, love me now.