“Rosemary felt that this swim would become the typical one of her life, the one that would always pop up in her memory at the mention of swimming.”

“All good writing is like swimming underwater and holding your breath.”

“How the unforgettable faces of dusk would blend to her, the myriad footsteps, a thousand overtures, would blend to her footsteps; and there would be more drunkenness than wine in the softness of her eyes on his.”

“What was it up there in the song that seemed to be calling her back inside? What would happen now in the dim, incalculable hours?”

“They proceeded with an infinite guile that would have horrified her parents.”

“A sense of responsibility would spoil her. She's too pretty.”

“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.”