Life seemed an unending succession of scenes like this. Under moonlight and pale starlight and in the backs of warm limousines and in low cozy roadsters stopped under sheltering trees, only the boy might change and this one was so nice.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise
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