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Henry James

The Beast in the Jungle

    Bianca Rodriguezhas quoted6 years ago
    most as white as wax, with the marks and signs in her face as numerous and as fine as if they had been etched by a needle, with soft white draperies relieved by a faded green scarf on the delicate tone of which the years had further refined, she was the picture of a serene and exquisite but impenetrable sphinx, whose head, or indeed all whose person, might have been powdered with silver. She was a sphinx, yet with her white petals and green fronds she might have been a lily too—only an artificial lily, wonderfully imitated and constantly kept, without dust or stain, though not exempt from a slight droop and a complexity of faint creases, under some clear glass bell
    Bianca Rodriguezhas quoted6 years ago
    Her dying, her death, his consequent solitude—that was what he had figured as the Beast in the Jungle, that was what had been in the lap of the gods
    Bianca Rodriguezhas quoted6 years ago
    f, and that would perhaps overwhelm you."
    Bianca Rodriguezhas quoted6 years ago
    "Of the way you did feel? Well, it was very simple. You said you had had from your earliest time, as the deepest thing within you, the sense of being kept for something rare and strange, possibly prodigious and terrible, that was sooner or later to happen to you, that you had in your bones the foreboding and the conviction o
    Bianca Rodriguezhas quoted6 years ago
    is it that saves you?
    Bianca Rodriguezhas quoted6 years ago
    the real truth about you
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