A swift carriage, of a dark night, rattling with four horses over roads that one canโt see--thatโs my idea of happiness.
Henry JamesThere are moods in which one feels the impulse to enter a tacit protest against too gross an appetite for pure aesthetics in this starving and sinning world. One turns half away, musingly, from certain beautiful useless things.
Henry JamesWe trust to novels to train us in the practice of great indignations and great generosity.
Henry James