She had arts and idiosyncrasies of which no great account could have been given, but which were a daily grace if you lived with them; such as the art of being almost tragically impatient and yet making it as light as air; of being inexplicably sad and yet making it as clear as noon; of being unmistakeably gay and yet making it as soft as dusk. Mrs. Stringham by this time understood everything, was more than ever confirmed in wonder and admiration, in her view that it was life enough simply to feel her companion's feelings; but there were special keys she had not yet added to her bunch, impressions that of a sudden were apt to affect her as new.
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Henry James | Charlotte Stant; he took the relics out, one by one, and it was more and more, each instant, as if she were giving him time
Henry James | This power he could exert but vaguely ; the best exercise of it was to accept her decisions submissively - which indeed there was already an emotion in doing
George Eliot | A man may do wrong, and his will may rise clear out of it, though he can’t get his life clear. That’s a bad punishment
Henry James | A truce to all subjects that are not superior! the particular thing I want to do now is not the ironic. I want to do something fine — a strong, large, important human episode
Virginia Woolf | This difference of opinion disturbed Orlando, who had been perfectly happy until now. She began to think, was Nature beautiful or cruel