If you spend your life sparing people’s feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can’t distinguish what should be respected in them.

A man who was aware that there could be no honor and yet had honor, who knew the sophistry of courage and yet was brave.

The sheath that held her soul had assumed significance - that was all. She was a sun, radiant, growing, gathering light and storing it - then after an eternity pouring it forth in a glance, the fragment of a sentence, to that part of him that cherished all beauty and all illusion.

‎"I just think of people,” she continued, “whether they seem right where they are and fit into the picture. I don’t mind if they don’t do anything. I don’t see why they should; in fact it always astonishes me when anybody does anything.” “You don’t want to do anything?” “I want to sleep

For America is composed not of two sorts of people, but of two frames of mind - the first engaged in doing what is would like to do, the second pretending that such things do not exist.

Cada persona se cree dueña de al menos una de las virtudes cardinales, y ésta era la mía: soy una de las pocas personas honestas que conozco.

Writers aren't exactly people.... They're a whole bunch of people trying to be one person.

-Detesto a la gente descuidada. Por eso me gustas tú.Sus ojos grises entrecerrados debido a la luz miraban hacia el frente, pero de manera deliberada ella había cambiado nuestras relaciones, y por un momento pensé que la amaba.

I’ve heard it said that Daisy’s murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.