Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.

Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure and the memory so possessed him that for the moment there was nothing to do but to pretend.

The idea that to make a man work you've got to hold gold in front of his eyes is a growth, not an axiom. We've done that for so long that we've forgotten there's any other way.

The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.

Ah," she cried, "you look so cool." Their eyes met, and they stared together at each other, alone in space. With an effort she glanced down at the table. You always look so cool," she repeated. She had told him that she loved him, and Tom Buchanan saw.

No matter how low you go, there's always an unexplored basement.

Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead.