When he did not smile, his face looked inanimate, only his eyes remained alive, active with a cold, brilliant clarity of perception.
What you feel in the presence of a thing you admire is just one word—‘Yes.' The affirmation, the acceptance, the sign of admittance.
Then she remembered.
She sat at the window of the train, her head thrown back, one leg stretched across to the empty seat before her. The window frame trembled with the speed of the motion, the pane hung over empty darkness, and dots of light slashed across the glass as luminous streaks, once in a while.
Only the man who does not need it, is fit to inherit wealth - the man who would make his own fortune no matter where he started. If an heir is equal to his money, it serves him; if not, it destroys him.
I've wanted to want it. I should think it would be exciting to become a dissolute woman.