No, noโthere are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I donโt know what I donโt seeโwhat I donโt fear!
Henry JamesTo say that she had a book is to say that her solitude did not press upon her; for her love of knowledge had a fertilizing quality and her imagination was strong. There was at this time, however, a want of lightness in her situation, which the arrival of an unexpected visitor did much to dispel.
Henry James