A Moon |
from The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald |
As you first see him he
wonders frequently whether he is not without honor and slightly mad, a
shameful and obscene thinness glistening on the surface of the world like
oil on a clean pond, these occasions being varied, of course, with those
in which he thinks himself rather an exceptional young man, thoroughly
sophisticated, well adjusted to his environment, and somewhat more
significant than any one else he knows.
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