M.M. Scott Quotes

When the lightning strikes one of us, it strikes both

Given a decent start any girl can beat a man nowadays.

Your life on earth will be, as always, the interval between two significant glances in a mundane mirror.

The invitation to Miss Myra St. Claire's bobbing party spent the morning in his coat pocket, where it had an intense physical affair with a dusty piece of peanut brittle.

That however the brains and abilities of men may differ, their stomachs are essentially the same.

To create souls in men, to create fine happiness and fine despair she must remain deeply proud - proud to be inviolate, proud also to be melting, to be passionate and possessed.

If he had to bring all the bitterness and hatred of the world into his heart, he was not going to be in love with her again.

What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do?

As we passed over the dark bridge her wan face fell lazily against my coat's shoulder and the formidable stroke of thirty died away with the reassuring pressure of her hand.

"I was counting the waves", replied Amory gravely, "I'm going in for statistics".

People talk of the courage of convictions, but in actual life a man's duty to his family may make a rigid course seem a selfish indulgence of his own righteousness.

She laughed with thrilling scorn. "Sophisticated-God, I'm sophisticated!

One hurries through, even though there's time; the past, the continent, is behind; the future is the glowing mouth in the side of the ship; the dim, turbulent alley is too confusedly the present.

They were smiling at each other as if this was the beginning of the world.

Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!" He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand.

All that kept her from breaking was that it was not an image of strength that was leaving her; she would be just as strong without him.

I may turn out an intellectual, but I'll never write anything but mediocre poetry.

Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice. --The Sensible Thing

He had angered Providence by resisting too many temptations. There was nothing left but heaven, where he would meet only those who, like him, had wasted earth.

Selfish people are in a way terribly capable of great loves.

He's so dumb he doesn't know he's alive.

There's so much spring in the air- there's so much lazy sweetness in your heart.

...for a moment people set down their glasses in county clubs and speak-easies and thought of their old best dreams.

One girl can be pretty - but a dozen are only a chorus.

Shakespeare--whetting, frustrating, surprising and gratifying.

Amory: I love you. Rosalind: I love you- now.

he wanted people to like his mind again-after awhile it might be such a nice place in which to live.

He's sensitive and I don't want him to break his heart over somebody who doesn't care about him.

he could transform the barest incident into a thing of curve and contour.

No decent career was ever founded on a public.

The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky.

There has never been an American tragedy. There have only been great failures.

I love this simply because it's cute, and I guess it's a sign of the times in many respect. It's pretty much saying you complete me, only in the sweetest way possible.

If you're in love it ought to make you happy. You ought to laugh.

But you can love more than just one person, can't you?

I see you're looking at my cuff buttons." I hadn't been looking at them, but I did now.

Exploration was for those with a measure of peasant blood, those with big thighs and thick ankles who could take punishment as they took bread and salt, on every inch of flesh and spirit.

Have a drink Tom and then you won't feel so foolish to yourself.

I am a woman and my business is to hold things together. My business is to tear them apart.

Murder your darlings.

we both fitted. If our corners were not rubbed off they were at least pulled in. But deep in us both was something that made us require more for happiness. I didn't know what I wanted

Stahr's eyes and Kathleen's met and tangled. For an instant they made love as no one ever dares to do after. Their glance was slower than an embrace, more urgent than a call.

Then it had not been merely the stars to which he had aspired on that June night. He came alive to me, delivered suddenly from the womb of his purposeless splendour.

My God,' he gasped, 'you're fun to kiss.

...one emotion after another crept into her face like objects into a slowly developing picture.

Intelligence is a mere instrument of circumstances.

Nicole's world had fallen to pieces, but it was only a flimsy and scarcely created world; beneath it her emotions and instincts fought on.

smoking had come to be an important punctuation mark in the long sentence of a day on the road.

I was thirty. Before me stretched the portentous, menacing road of a new decade.

Often a man can play the helpless child in front of a woman, but he can almost never bring it off when he feels most like a helpless child.