taking her hand he led her out into a broad stretch of hard sandy soil that the moon flooded with great splendor. They floated out like drifting moths under the rich hazy light, and as the fantastic symphony wept and exulted and wavered and despaired, Ardita's last sense of reality dropped away, and she abandonded her imagination to the dreamy summer scents of tropial flowers and the infinite starry spaces overhead, feeling that if she opened her eyes it would be to find herself dancing with a ghost in a land created by her own fantasy.

Books are like brothers. I am an only child. Gatsby [is] my imaginary eldest brother.

I carry the place around the world in my heart but sometimes I try to shake it off in my dreams

The ability to hold two competing thoughts in one's mind and still be able to function is the mark of a superior mind

I guess I'm the Black Death,' he said slowly. 'I don't seem to bring people happiness any more.

He had waited five years and bought a mansion where he dispensed starlight to casual moths - so that he could 'come over' some afternoon to a stranger's garden.

I noticed that she wore her evening dress, all her dresses, like sports clothes-there was a jauntiness about her movements as if she had first learned to walk upon a golf course on clean, crisp, mornings.