She had arts and idiosyncrasies of which no great account could have been given, but which were a daily grace if you lived with them; such as the art of being almost tragically impatient and yet making it as light as air; of being inexplicably sad and yet making it as clear as noon; of being unmistakeably gay and yet making it as soft as dusk. Mrs. Stringham by this time understood everything, was more than ever confirmed in wonder and admiration, in her view that it was life enough simply to feel her companion's feelings; but there were special keys she had not yet added to her bunch, impressions that of a sudden were apt to affect her as new.
Henry James | She had arts and idiosyncrasies ... which were a daily grace if you lived with them
Henry James | Charlotte Stant; he took the relics out, one by one, and it was more and more, each instant, as if she were giving him time
Henry James | This power he could exert but vaguely ; the best exercise of it was to accept her decisions submissively - which indeed there was already an emotion in doing