“The exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain.”

“The helpless ecstasy of loosing himself in her charm was a powerful opiate rather than a tonic.”

“Dick walked beside her, feeling her unhappiness, and wanting to drink the rain that touched her cheek.”

“Her voice is full of money.”

“What do you think of that? It’s stopped raining."I’m glad Jay." Her throat, full of aching, grieving beauty, told only of her unexpected joy.”

“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.”

“Then a strange thing happened. She turned to him and smiled, and as he saw her smile every rag of anger and hurt vanity dropped form him - as though his very moods were but the outer ripples of her own, as though emotion rose no longer in his breast unless she saw fit to pull an omnipotent controlling thread.”