I am too much a moralist at heart, and really want to preach at people in some acceptable form, rather than entertain them.

Long afterward Amory thought of sophomore spring as the happiest time of his life. His ideas were in tune with life as he found it; he wanted no more than to drift and dream and enjoy a dozen new-found friendships through the April afternoons.

So I walked away and left him standing there in the moonlight - watching over nothing.

I like France, where everybody thinks he's Napoleon--down here everybody thinks he's Christ.

You will walk differently alone, dear, through a thicker atmosphere, forcing your way through the shadows of chairs, through the dripping smoke of the funnels. You will feel your own reflection sliding along the eyes of those who look at you. You are no longer insulated; but I suppose you must touch life in order to spring from it.

Travel, which had once charmed him, seemed, at length, unendurable, a business of color without substance, a phantom chase after his own dream's shadow.

The two basic stories of all times are Cinderella and Jack the Giant Killer-the charm of women and the courage of men.