You Have A Place In My Heart

So We Beat On, Boats Against The Current, Borne Back Ceaselessly Into The Past.

That's The Whole Burden Of This Novel - The Loss Of Those Illusions That Give Such Color To The World That You Don't Care Whether Things Are True Or False As Long As They Partake Of The Magical Glory.

The Farmers May Be The Backbone Of The Country, But Who Wants To Be A Backbone?

She Was Incurably Dishonest.

He Wanted To Appear Suddenly To Her In Novel And Heroic Colors. He Wanted To Stir Her From That Casualness She Showed Toward Everything Except Herself.