Edith Wharton,
The Age of Innocence
(1920)
“ Newland Archer had been aware of these things ever since he could remember, and had accepted them as part of the structure of his universe. He knew that there were societies where painters and poets and novelists and men of science, and even great actors, were as sought after as Dukes; he had often pictured to himself what it would have been to live in the intimacy of drawing-rooms dominated by the talk of Mérimée (whose "Lettres à une Inconnue" was one of his inseparables) , of Thackeray, Browning or William Morris. But such things were inconceivable in New York, and unsettling to think of. ”
