I'm merely trying to give you the sort of argument that would appeal to your intelligence. - F. Scott Fitzgerald

"Clark," she said softly, "I wouldn't change you for the world.
You're sweet the way you are. The things that'll make you fail
I'll love always — the living in the past, the lazy days and
nights you have, and all your carelessness and generosity."

but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering.

You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have.