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When people are taken out of their depths they lose their heads, no matter how charming a bluff they may put up.
Even when everything seems rotten you can't trust that judgment. It's the sum of all your judgments that counts.
In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.
Young people do not perceive at once that the giver of wounds is the enemy and the quoted tattle merely the arrow.
Only remember west of the Mississippi it's a little more look, see, act. A little less rationalize, comment, talk.
A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.
I'm a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't.
It appears that every man's insomnia is as different from his neighbours as are their daytime hopes and aspirations.
For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!
...for a moment people set down their glasses in county clubs and speak-easies and thought of their old best dreams.
...I think he revalued everything in his house according to the measure of response it drew from her well-loved eyes.
Grown up, and that is a terribly hard thing to do. It is much easier to skip it and go from one childhood to another.
You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that’s the rarest known combination.
Life is a comedy for those who think and a tragedy for those who feel. Show me a hero and I will write you a tragedy.
The ability to hold two competing thoughts in one's mind and still be able to function is the mark of a superior mind
Dear, don't think of getting out of bed yet. I've always suspected that early rising in early life makes one nervous.
but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering.
The two basic stories of all times are Cinderella and Jack the Giant Killer-the charm of women and the courage of men.
Men she knew'? - she had conceded vaguely to herself that all men who had ever been in love with her were her friends.
Writers aren’t people exactly. Or, if they’re any good, they’re a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.
The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.
Human sympathy has its limits, and we were contented to let all their tragic arguments fade with the city lights behind.
One thin's sure and nothing's surer The rich get richer and the poor get - children. In the meantime, In between time...
Happiness, remarked Maury Noble one day, is only the first hour after the alleviation of some especially intense misery.
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.
I had traded the fight against love for the fight against loneliness, the fight against life for the fight against death.
To the wingless a more interesting phenomenon is their (W/E Egg) dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size.
At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.
You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.
His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him.
Then came the war, old sport. It was a great relief, and I tried very hard to die, but I seemed to bear an enchanted life.
one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty−one that everything afterward savors of anti−climax.
I am too much a moralist at heart, and really want to preach at people in some acceptable form, rather than entertain them.
The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky.
The compensation of a very early success is a conviction that life is a romantic matter. In the best sense one stays young.
A woman should be able to kiss a man beautifully and romantically without any desire to be either his wife or his mistress.
I talk with the authority of failure - Ernest with the authority of success. We could never sit across the same table again.
If he had to bring all the bitterness and hatred of the world into his heart, he was not going to be in love with her again.
So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.
I hope something happens. I'm restless as the devil and have a horror of getting fat or falling in love and growing domestic.
I want you to take a red-hot bath as hot as you can bear it, and just relax your nerves. You can read in the tub if you wish.
She confused him and hindered the flow of his ideas. Self-expression had never seemed at once so desirable and so impossible.
The afternoon had made them tranquil for a while, as if to give them a deep memory for the long parting the next day promised.
Learn young about hard work and manners - and you'll be through the whole dirty mess and nicely dead again before you know it.
An author ought to write for the youth of his own generation, the critics of the next, and the schoolmaster of ever afterwards.
It is not necessarily poverty of spirit that makes a woman surround herself with life - it can be a superabundance of interest.
Egyptian Proverb: The worst things: To be in bed and sleep not, To want for one who comes not, To try to please and please not.
He's a bootlegger....One time he killed a man who found out that he was nephew to Von Hindenburg and second cousin to the devil.
I never blame failure - there are too many complicated situations in life - but I am absolutely merciless toward lack of effort.