And now more than anything I want beautiful prose. I relish it more and more exquisitely.

“She was like a crinkled poppy; with the desire to drink dry dust.”

“Better is it', she thought, 'to be clothed with poverty and ignorance, which ar…”

“There's no doubt in my mind that I've found out how to begin at this age to say…”

“Is it not possible that the accent falls a little differently, that the moment …”