Do You Miss Her?' 'who? Emma? Of

But They Had Also Settled Into The Maddening Familiarity Of Friendship; Maddening For Her At Least.

I Read A Lot Of F. Scott Fitzgerald. I Love 'tender Is The Night,' And Its Atmosphere Of Doomed Romance. He Was One Of The Greatest Prose Stylists, With A Wonderfully Clear But Lyrical Quality.

The Future Rose Up Ahead Of Her, A Succession Of Empty Days, Each More Daunting And Unknowable Than The One Before Her.

What Must That Be Like? To Be Admired Before You’ve Even Said A Word, To Be Desired Two Or Three Hundred Times A Day By People Who Have Absolutely No Idea What You’re Like?

Happyish. Well, Happyish Isn't So Bad.' 'it's The Most We Can Hope For.