All I think of ever is that I love you.

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.

When a girl feels that she’s perfectly groomed and dressed she can forget that part of her. That’s charm

Everywhere we go and move on and change, something's lost--something's left behind. You can't ever quite repeat anything, and I've been so yours, here--

Thirty--the promise of a decade of loneliness, a thinning list of single men to know, a thinning brief-case of enthusiasm, thinning hair.

I was a little shocked at the elaborateness of the lie.

Of all natural forces, vitality is the incommunicable one. . . . Vitality never "takes." You have it or you haven't it, like health or brown eyes or a baritone voice.