Henry closed his eyes and imagined the sweet petulant woundedness with which she had stared at him on the beach. He felt a little proud that she coul….

She was trying to sound tough and impatient, but she knew that vulnerable desire to be wooed was still brimming in her tone..

It is a fact of big cities that one girl's darkest how is always another's moment of shining triumph, and New York is the biggest and cruelest city o….

It is well known that a man, when wooing a lady to be his wife, must first win over the females she most confides in—her friends, of course, and her ….

To look in the face of hard things and keep moving forward - that's what one has to do..

He was a mystery to her, and every time she tried to solve him it caused her a little more pain. But when she tired to give him up he pursued her in ….

It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer..

Love is all right, as things go, but lovers can be a terrible waste of a girl's time..

The living are made of nothing but flaws. The dead, with each passing day in the afterlife, become more and more impeccable to those who remain earth….

You don’t need to marry a man with millions. You only need to be your exquisite self..

That is what I want to tell you about: the girls with their short skirts and bright eyes and big-city dreams. The girls of 1929..

I can't imagine what my life was before. I can't imagine ever being without you for very long again..

He turned his dark eyes on the girl whom he had dreamed of so often over the previous months. Beside him, at that very moment of existence, at the he….

She was like a heroine in a novel that she herself was writing the character kept protesting that she was too strong for love and yet the narrator we….

That was the way love was, she guessed-it left you always unsteady on your feet..

It seemed to her as though everything that was good and true had been blasted out of the world. All those things had been crushed destroyed made to d….

After Henry's treatment of her she wasn't sure that men could honestly love women but she wanted to believe it. She wanted to be told pretty things a….

Living too much in one's head can be dangerous..

A man is made in the rough-and-tumble of the world a lady emerges from the flossy back rooms of her own imagination..

Already she could feel the stunning weight of a lifetime of regret for letting him go, and she knew that it was enought to bury her alive..