We're not homosexuals; we're divorced.
It's two years before Ginsberg goes back to Manhattan. Somehow he didn't picture it happening like this.
The two of them are marked by water.
There in that white-gilt bedroom like a tomb, where I believe none of Gatsby's guests had ever before set foot except by mistake — none until Daisy, and I was only her adjunct and proxy, an accessory to her presence there in the house. He had forgotten about me then. He had forgotten about me now. I was his only witness.
Jim finds John. John finds trouble.
Gabrielle and Marten in Debaria.
Garrupe and Rodrigues, returning.
Garrupe falls away from the faith.
Billy and Stu have something to celebrate.
Holden and Kemper, Kemper and Holden.