On Letters and Papers
There are certain gestures one does not rush. Unfolding letters is one of them. The paper yields slowly beneath the fingers; the crease softens; the…
There are certain gestures one does not rush. Unfolding letters is one of them. The paper yields slowly beneath the fingers; the crease softens; the…
There is a moment, in many novels, when someone is invited to sit down. Where taste meets literature. It is my absolute favourite moment, indeed….
Taste is intelligence, and there is a particular silence that follows a well-considered choice. It is not the silence of hesitation. It is the silence…
“She is tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me.” – Pride and Prejudice It is not, perhaps, the most gracious sentence with which to…
There are houses one passes without noticing.And there are houses one enters slowly, as though something within might change the rhythm of one’s breathing. Maison…