Just because there's a crack in something, doesn't mean you throw it away.

He stopped at the base of the steps, turned her. "You're a good daughter." With a casual tap of his finger, he tipped up her chin. "And not a half-bad person, as people go." "Oh, I can be bad. If he hurts her, David's going to find out just how bad I can be." "I'll hold him down, you skin him." "That's a deal.

A noble heart will always capitulate to reason.

What&#39;ll we do with ourselves this afternoon? And the day after that, and the next thirty years?

Written By F. Scott Fitzgerald

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