You're not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are not... No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.
F. Scott FitzgeraldWhen Eleanor's arm touched his he felt his hands grow cold with deadly fear lest he should lose the shadow brush with which his imagination was painting wonders of her. He watched her from the corners of his eyes as ever he did when he walked with her-- she was a feast and a folly and he wished it had been his destiny to sit forever on a haystack and see life through her green eyes.
F. Scott FitzgeraldI guess I'm the Black Death,' he said slowly. 'I don't seem to bring people happiness any more.
F. Scott FitzgeraldOften a man can play the helpless child in front of a woman, but he can almost never bring it off when he feels most like a helpless child.
F. Scott Fitzgerald