I might have enjoyed the company of a woman or two... Or three but that had never stopped me from loving you.

They talked aimlessly back and forth, each speaking for the other.

Prose talent depends on having something to say and an interesting, highly developed way of saying it.

He felt married to her, that was all.

His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush of emotion. I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn’t be over-dreamed —that voice was a deathless song.

A great social success is a pretty girl who plays her cards as carefully as if she were plain.

There is a moment—Oh, just before the first kiss, a whispered word—something that makes it worth while.