Sweet, women make it true. I think women are the best artists of the world, for they can take the common lives of men solid with the money-getting of our age, and make them beautiful.
I had been depressed for so long that it had become a permanent state of mind. Expectations might lift the edge of the cloud every time one took a new job, but life never turned out to be as good as the hopes.
He looked at me with the small still smile behind the eyes which is the hallmark of those who know what life is really about. His soul was old. He was twenty-six.