Girls," their mother interjected, "you must both stop being strange - it is unattractive. And don't forget your hats. It would be absolutely the end for me if you two came down with freckles at a time like this.

But in that moment she realized how false most smiles were and what a tremendous waste of time.

Her life, she realized, had all the charm of a steel trap.

Though her emotions had not deviated from a jittery frailty she knew that in her own room she could at least attempt sleep and that if she dreamed she might then finally be with Henry.

In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.

It's the craziest thing, but I can't stop thinking about you.

A lady must retain always her composure. Even in a rainstorm, she must appear joyous and dry. When she loses her composure, then the respect of her peers and her staff will follow in short order.