She's not stupid. She just never lets her mind out.

I understood, then, where his madness had come from: He, too, had experienced the loss of the good and the victory of the evil.

I was born out of due time in the sense that by temperament and talent I should have been more suited for the life of a small Bach, living in anonymity and composing regularly for an established service and for God.

The Baroness found it amusing to go to tea; she dressed as if for dinner. The tea-table offered an anomalous and picturesque repast; and on leaving it they all sat and talked in the large piazza, or wandered about the garden in the starlight.

Written By Henry James

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