Good night.' Diana summoned all the dignity that she could manage in her bedraggled state and began to move back up the… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
“Recurrent memories of Henry Schoonmaker were the most exciting thing to happen in her conscious mind these days.” — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Henry turned his hat in his hands but went on looking at Diana in a way that made her want to crawl… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
That was how the heroine of a book would play it and Diana was still writing her own story the best heroines… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Ah well that I can't tell you." Diana ducked her head so that the brim of her bonnet covered her face. "Some… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Diana felt she was beginning to understand why, in all those novels she read, the headiest loves were the loves that couldn't… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Diana knew it wouldn't be right, but then she told herself that things only looked wrong when there was someone to see… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
The value of secrets is ever fluctuating although ladies who have been in society for a long time learn that a secret kept can… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
It is a fact of big cities that one girl's darkest how is always another's moment of shining triumph, and New York is the… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
“What a privilege it is to live now, at just this moment, and to be able to go anywhere…” — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
“It was like the color of his eyes, she supposed - not quite one shade or another, and utterly unlike anyone else's.” — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Good night.' Diana summoned all the dignity that she could manage in her bedraggled state and began to move back up the beach. Her… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
It is a truth universally acknowledge that there will always be a gentleman to dance with, except at just the moment when you require… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Henry was thinking of the younger Holland sister of the way she could go from being an impetuous girl to a knowing woman in… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
The first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color -- oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples... — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
Girls," their mother interjected, "you must both stop being strange - it is unattractive. And don't forget your hats. It would be absolutely the… — Anna Godbersen Copy Share Image
