good manners are an admission that everybody is so tender that they have to be handle with gloves.

“Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.”

“Charley was twenty-six, with that faint musk of weakness hanging about him that…”

“Amory wondered how people could fail to notice that he was a boy marked for glo…”

“I was looking at it again, through Daisy’s eyes. It is invariably saddening to …”