Francis Scott Fitzgerald

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past

He didn’t say any more, but we’ve always been unusually communicative in a reserved way

We're going through the black air with our arms wide and our feet straight out behind like a dolphin's tail, and we're going to think we'll never hit the silver down there till suddenly it'll be all warm round us and full of little kissing, caressing waves."

And it was with his glad sigh of relief when her light watery laughter curled up the side of the cliff and into his anxious ears that he knew he loved her

watching the day fade colorfully and tragically into the infinite langour of a tropical evening

I thought you weren't afraid."

"I never am—but I won't throw my life away just to show one man I'm not."

I'd have enjoyed astonishing you—watching your eyes open on things. If you only wanted things! Don't you see?"

feel quite mad—but delightfully mad!"

"We're enchanted

The dew rose and turned to golden mist, thin as a dream, enveloping them until they seemed gossamer relics of the late night, infinitely transient and already fading. For a moment sea and sky were breathless, and dawn held a pink hand over the young mouth of life

For another instant life was radiant and time a phantom and their strength eternal