“ Poetry and art are the breath of life to her. ”
Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence (1920). copy citation
| Author | Edith Wharton |
|---|---|
| Source | The Age of Innocence |
| Topic | life art poetry |
| Date | 1920 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/541/541-h/541-h.htm |
Context
“Winsett remained on his feet. "I'm afraid I must be off. Please tell Madame Olenska that we shall all feel lost when she abandons our street. This house has been an oasis."
"Ah, but she won't abandon YOU. Poetry and art are the breath of life to her. It IS poetry you write, Mr. Winsett?"
"Well, no; but I sometimes read it," said Winsett, including the group in a general nod and slipping out of the room.
"A caustic spirit—un peu sauvage. But so witty; Dr. Carver, you DO think him witty?"” source
"Ah, but she won't abandon YOU. Poetry and art are the breath of life to her. It IS poetry you write, Mr. Winsett?"
"Well, no; but I sometimes read it," said Winsett, including the group in a general nod and slipping out of the room.
"A caustic spirit—un peu sauvage. But so witty; Dr. Carver, you DO think him witty?"” source
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