Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther... - F. Scott Fitzgerald

The officer looked at Daisy while she was speaking, in a way that every young girl wants to be looked at sometime, and because it seemed romantic to me I have remembered the incident ever since.

No grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there.

my imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark- so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me.