Tuesday, September 27, 2011

my dear cornelia

"When in doubt, I talk with Cornelia; and while I am with her, my uncertainties disappear. But this subject she herself broached, at her home in one of those paradises of wood and water where Americans of her class have learned to hide their lives - for the summer."
-My dear Cornelia, Stuart P. Sherman, 1924

Excerpt from a never-before-heard-of treasure that I pulled from the shelf while rifling through the stacks after work today. What a lovely way to begin a book.

Doodle from today in English Renaissance Literature.

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