I had taught myself that a human being might as well look for diamond tiaras in the gutter as for rewards and punishments that were fair.
After all, it's not every day a woman is given a kingdom of dreams.
Let me go. ” “I can’t”, he said hoarsely, (…)” I’ve tried a hundred times to let you go, Victoria, but I can’t.
You can't stand clutter, and you have an obsession with orderliness. The furniture in here is centered exactly on the walls; the files on your desk are arranged in precise corners. If I had to guess, I would say you are probably a control freak, and that is usually symptomatic of a man who feels powerless to control his own life, so he tries to control every facet of his surroundings.
The two of them simply weren't attracted to just any attractive, eligible man; they were attracted rarely, but when it happened, it was evidently a life-altering experience.
Success without someone to share it with is hollow indeed. On the other hand, it beats the heck out of failure.
Why is it when you yield, I feel like the one who has been conquered?
I feel like at 50 I've decided to become a rock star, which is, you know, typical of me. I always seem to work backwards.
Don't believe everything you read.
Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.
What could an entirely rational being speak of with another entirely rational being?