You seem to take things so personally, hating people and worshipping them — always thinking people are so important — especially yourselves. You just… - F. Scott Fitzgerald

I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside.

It was pleasant to drive back to the hotel in the late afternoon, above a sea as mysteriously colored as the agates and cornelians of childhood, green as green milk, blue as laundry water, wine dark.

Through this twilight universe Daisy began to move again with the season; suddenly she was again keeping half a dozen dates a day with half a dozen men, and drowsing asleep at dawn with the beads and chiffon of an evening dress tangled among dying orchids on the floor beside her bed.

Talk English to me, Tommy.
Parlez francais avec moi, Nicole.
But the meanings are different — in French you can be heroic and gallant with dignity, and you know it. But in English you can't be heroic and gallant without being a little absurd, and you know that too.