Lost Youth/ Francis Scott Fitzgerald
I have no more virtues to lose. Just as a cooling pot gives off heat, so all through youth and adolescence we give off calories of virtues … . —Becoming mostly insincere—calling myself “not such a bad fellow,” thinking that I regreted my lost youth when I envied the delights of losing it. Youth […]
Three Girls/ Ernest Hemingway
It was dark inside and at the back of the room three girls were sitting with an old woman. Across from us, at another table, sat a sailor. He sat there neither eating nor drinking. Further back, a young man in a blue suit was writing at a table. His hair was […]
