Though the Jazz Age continued it became less and less an affair of youth. The sequel was like a children's party taken over by the elders.
F. Scott FitzgeraldHe 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.
F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky.
F. Scott Fitzgerald