People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.
F. Scott FitzgeraldHe had angered Providence by resisting too many temptations. There was nothing left but heaven, where he would meet only those who, like him, had wasted earth.
F. Scott FitzgeraldLife is essentially a cheat and its conditions are those of defeat; the redeeming things are not happiness and pleasure but the deeper satisfactions that come out of struggle.
F. Scott Fitzgerald