good manners are an admission that everybody is so tender that they have to be handle with gloves.

"I was counting the waves", replied Amory gravely, "I'm going in for statistics".

To write it, it took three months; to conceive it three minutes; to collect the data in it all my life.

The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.

To create souls in men, to create fine happiness and fine despair she must remain deeply proud - proud to be inviolate, proud also to be melting, to be passionate and possessed.

If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream.

Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.