You see, I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad thing that happened to me.
I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others — poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner — young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.
Whenever you feel like criticizing any one, just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.
I hope she’ll be a fool — that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.
And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees — just as things grow in fast movies — I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.