Youth doesn't need friends -- it only needs crowds.

I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.

Youth doesn't need friends -- it only needs crowds.

We walked at night towards a cafe blooming with Japanese lanterns and I followed your white shoes gleaming like radium in the damp darkness. Rising off the water, lights flickered an invitation far enough away to be interpreted as we liked; to shimmer glamourously behind the silhouette of retrospective good times when we still believed in summer hotels and the philosophies of popular songs.

There's nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.

Father said conflict develops the character

Oh, the secret life of man and woman--dreaming how much better we would be than we are if we were somebody else or even ourselves, and feeling that our estate has been unexploited to its fullest.