“At the same time that I welcomed the busy confusion, I felt a stab of regret for the first sweet lonely months of my life in this city that touched me so deeply. I like the image of my own loneliness. The brief meaningless rendezvous with men quickly forgotten. I promised to keep enough of myself aloof from these new entanglements so that I might go on reveling in that delicious privacy.”
Book:The Duchess of Angus