She had no tolerance for scenes which were not of her own making.

I despair of the Republic! Such dreariness, such whining sallow women, such utter absence of the amenities, such crass food, crass manners, crass landscape!! What a horror it is for a whole nation to be developing without the sense of beauty, and eating bananas for breakfast.

Don't they always go from bad to worse? There's no turning back--your old self rejects you, and shuts you out. ~Lilly Bart

I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.

To be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it?

We ought to be opening a bottle of wine!

I think I like 'em better like that...divinely dull...just the quiet bearers of their own beauty, like the priestesses in a Panathenaic procession.