365 quotes found
Writer · American · 1896–1940
American writer (1896–1940)
“Forgotten is forgiven.”
“Breathing dreams like air”
“Human sympathy has its limits.”
“The victor belongs to the spoils.”
“You've got an awfully kissable mouth.”
“Character is plot, plot is character.”
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she shoul...”
“I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”
“I'm not sentimental--I'm as romantic as you are. The idea, you know,is that the sentimental person thinks things will last--the romanticperson has a desperate confidence that they won't.”
“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. S...”
“Actually thats my secret I cant even talk about you to anybody because I dont want any more people to know how wonderful you are.”
“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 h...”
“I love her, and that's the beginning and end of everything.”
“Later she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy -- one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment only a link between past and future pleasure, but turn out to have been the ple...”
“Think how you love me," she whispered. "I dont ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside me therell always be the person I am to-night.”
“You know I'm old in some ways-in others-well, I'm just a little girl. I like sunshine and pretty things and cheerfulness-and I dread responsibility.”
“They were still in the happier stage of love. They were full of brave illusions about each other, tremendous illusions, so that the communion of self with self seemed to be on a plane where no othe...”
“Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind?”
“It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.”
“my imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark- so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me.”
“It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.”
“He found himself remembering how on one summer morning they two had started from New York in search of happiness. They had never expected to find it, perhaps, yet in itself that quest had been happ...”
“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.”
“If you spend your life sparing peoples feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you cant distinguish what should be respected in them.”
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
“I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”