A swift carriage, of a dark night, rattling with four horses over roads that one can't see--that's my idea of happiness.
A swift carriage, of a dark night, rattling with four horses over roads that one can't see--that's my idea of happiness.
I don't think I pity her. She doesn't strike me as a girl that suggests compassion. I think I envy her... I don't know whether she is a gifted being, but she is a clever girl, with a strong will and a high temper. She has no idea of being bored...Very pretty indeed; but I don't insist upon that. It's her general air of being someone in particular that strikes me.
She envied Ralph his dying, for if one were thinking of rest that was the most perfect of all. To cease utterly, to give it all up and not know anything more - this idea was as sweet as a vision of a cool bath in a marble tank, in a darkened chamber, in a hot land. ... but Isabel recognized, as it passed before her eyes, the quick vague shadow of a long future. She should never escape; she should last to the end.
We must grant the artist his subject, his idea, his donn our criticism is applied only to what he makes of it.
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