"The virtues, she once explained to me, are like bonnets: the very ones that look best on other people may not happen to suit one's own particular style; and, she added, with a slight deflection of metaphor, that none of the ready-made virtues ever had fitted her: they all pinched somewhere, and she'd given up trying to wear them."
-Edith Wharton, "The Rembrandt"
-Edith Wharton, "The Rembrandt"