Quote by Edith Wharton

“She was savage and superb, wild-eyed and magnificent; there was something ominous and stately in her deliberate progress. And in the hush that had…

— Joseph Conrad

“[She was] a creature full of eager, passionate longings for all that was beautiful and glad; thirsty for all knowledge; with an ear straining…

— George Eliot

“She was almost felled to the ground by the extraordinary sight which now met her eyes. There was the garden and some birds. The…

— Virginia Woolf

“Her features were dainty, her small slender wrists climbed up to become the delicate shoulders that beckoned him. Her skin was like peach-tinted cream…

— Faraaz Kazi

“She was sweetness and light, gentleness and goodness, and the burning and searing goal of all his earthly hunts and fascinations.”

— Sylvain Reynard

“Something, or someone, uncurled deep within her soul. A woman she barely recognized, who knew how to take what she wanted and asked for…

— Emma Hamm

“She had never yet encountered a personage so exotic, and she always felt more at ease in the presence of anything strange. It was…

— Henry James

“The unhoped was all but granted her. She could labour on in the valley of the shadow of books, for a ray of dazzling…

— George Gissing

“She was a masterpiece of composure; nothing ever ruffled her or made her upset, and though she was not beautiful her calmness had the…

— Donna Tartt

“She is a rare soul, she has this infectious energy that makes you want to run next to her, she belonged to no one…

— Nikki Rowe

“As she read on, her surroundings gradually faded, and soon there lay about her only the mists of dream; the purple, star-strown mists beyond…

— H.P. Lovecraft Poetry and The Gods

“With Mrs. Morel it was one of those still moments when the small frets vanish, and the beauty of things stands out, and she…

— D.H. Lawrence