After supper they folded up the table-cloth and spread their blankets for the night.
"What a dream it was," Kismine sighed, gazing up at the stars. "How strange it seems to be here with one dress and a penniless fiancé!
"Under the stars," she repeated. "I never noticed the stars before. I always thought of them as great big diamonds that belonged to some one. Now they frighten me. They make me feel that it was all a dream, all my youth."
"It was a dream,” said John quietly. “Everybody’s youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.”
"How pleasant then to be insane!"
-The Diamond as Big as the Ritz, F. Scott Fitzgerald