the well written - f. scott fitzgerald

You will walk differently alone, dear, through a thicker atmosphere,
forcing your way through the shadows of chairs, through the
dripping smoke of the funnels. You will feel your own reflection
sliding along the eyes of those who look at you. You are no longer
insulated; but I suppose you must touch life in order to spring from it.

- F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night

By Emily Humphries