Henry B. Adams was the first in an infinite series to discover and admit to himself that he really did not care whether truth was,... or was not, true. He did not even care that it should be proved true, unless the process were new and amusing. He was a Darwinian for fun.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The Chief Defect of Henry King Was chewing little bits of String.... At last he swallowed some which tied Itself in ugly Knots inside.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The fox, he felt, had never seen his past disposed of like a fall of water. He had never measured off his day in moments: another-...-another--another. But now, thrown down so deeply in himself, into the darkness of the well, surprised by pain and hunger, might he not revert to an earlier condition, regain capacities which formerly were useless to him, pass from animal to Henry, become human in his prison, X his days, count, wait, listen for another--another--another--another?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
...expatriated Americans, even Henry James himself, have always seemed to me somewhat anchorless, rudderless, drifting before the ...wind.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Yes, dance. Dance and dream. Dream that you're Mrs. Henry Jekyll of Harley Street, dancing with your own butler and six footmen. D...ream that they've all turned into white mice and crawled into an eternal pumpkin.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Poor Henry, he's spending eternity wandering round and round a stately park and the fence is just too high for him to peep over an...d they're having tea just too far away for him to hear what the countess is saying.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »