"Deferential palms cool its flushed facade, and before it stretches a short dazzling beach."
— Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald
"I’m stupid about executions."
"Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him."
"Though there was already talk of the erection, in remote metropolitan distances “above the Forties,” of a new Opera House which should compete in costliness and splendour with those of the great European capitals, the world of fashion was still content to reassemble every winter in the shabby red and gold boxes of the sociable old Academy."
"That book was made by Mr. Mark Twain, and he told the truth, mainly."