Amory thought how it was only the past that seemed strange and unbelievable.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Sacrifice was no purchase of freedom. Sacrifice by its very nature was arrogant and impersonal.
This is inevitable; Virginians and Bostonians to the contrary notwithstanding, an aristocracy founded sheerly on money postulates wealth in the particular.
Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply—I was casually sorry, and then I forgot.
It was themselves he gave back to them, blurred by the compromises of how many years.
But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires.