The Diamond as Big as The Ritz

Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness."

"How pleasant then to be insane!"

is youth's felicity as well as its insufficiency that it can never live in the present, but must always be measuring up the day against its own radiantly imagined future—flowers and gold, girls and stars, they are only prefigurations and prophecies of that incomparable, unattainable young dream.

By the end of a fortnight

"It was a dream," said John quietly. "Everybody's youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness

She was much more than that to John already

She was much more than that to John already

He was critical about women. A single defect—a thick ankle, a hoarse voice, a glass eye—was enough to make him utterly indifferent.