“Americans
want to get away from amusement even more quickly than they want to get to it.”
(Pg 5)
“Untrained
human nature was not frank and innocent, it was full of the twists and defenses
of an instinctive guile.” (Pg 39)
“He did not
mind being flippant about New York, but disliked to hear any one else take the
same tone.” (Pg 63)
“The real
loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!”
(Pg 65)
“Original!
We’re all as like each other as those dolls cut out of the same folded paper.
We’re like patterns stenciled on a wall. Can’t you and I strike out for
ourselves, May?” (Pg 70)
“If one had
habitually breathed the New York air there were times when anything ess
crystalline seemed stifling.”(Pg 79)
“Archer had
always been inclined to think that chance and circumstance played a small part
in shaping people’s lots compared with their innate tendency to have things
happen to them.” (Pg 95)
“I’m
improvident: I live in the moment when I’m happy.” (Pg 110)
“Ah, no, he
did not want May to have that kind of innocence, the innocence that seals the
mind against imagination and the heart against experience.” (Pg 120)
“Mistakes
are always easy to make.” (Pg 121)
“You mustn’t
think that a girl knows as little as her parents imagine.” (Pg 122)
“I couldn’t
have my happiness made out of a wrong – an unfairness – to somebody else.” (Pg
122)
“He
understood that her courage and initiative were all for others, and that she
had none for herself.” (Pg 123)
“Beauty,
even when distrustful of itself, awakens confidence in the manly heart.” (Pg
162)
“The air of
ideas is the only air worth breathing.” (Pg 164)
“To me the
only death is monotony.” (Pg 170)
“No one
could ever be jealous of her triumphs because she managed to give the feeling
that she would have been just as serene if she had missed them.” (Pg 172)
“Well-watching the contortions of the
damned is supposed to be a favorite sport of the angels; but I believe even
they don’t think people happier in hell.” (Pg 177)
“It seems
stupid to have discovered America only to make it into a copy of another
country.” (Pg 196)
“Each time
you happen to me all over again.” (Pg 232)
“Each brick
counts in a well-built wall.” (Pg 281)
“There are
moments when a man’s imagination, so easily subdued to what it lives in,
suddenly rises above its daily level, and surveys the long windings of
destiny.” (Pg 295)
“Only, I
wonder – the thing one’s so certain of in advance: can it ever make one’s heart
beat as wildly?” (Pg 286)
“What’s the
use of making mysteries? It only makes people want to hose ‘em out.” (Pg 288)
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