People talk of the courage of convictions, but in actual life a man's duty to his family may make a rigid course seem a selfish indulgence of his own righteousness.

Her beauty climbed the rolling slope, it came into the room, rustling ghost-like through the curtains.

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

...I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes.

Baseball is a game played by idiots for morons.

For years afterwards when Amory thought of Eleanor he seemed still to hear the wind sobbing around him and sending little chills into the places beside his heart. The night when they rode up the slope and watched the cold moon float through the clouds, he lost a further part of him that nothing could restore; and when he lost it he lost also the power of regretting it.

Baltimore is warm but pleasant... I belong here, where everything is civilized and gay and rotted and polite.