Say you had been formed, all over, in a lot of little pyramidal lozenges like that wonderful side of the Ducal Palace in Venice--so lovely in a building, but so damnable, for rubbing against, in a man, and especially in a near relation.

I can see them all from here--each of them sticking out by itself--all the architectural cut diamonds that would have scratched one's softer sides.
One would have been scratched by diamonds--doubtless the neatest way if one was to be scratched at all--but one would have been more or less reduced to a hash.

As it is, for living with, you're a pure and perfect crystal.

I give you my idea--I think you ought to have it--just as it has come to me." The Prince had taken the idea, in his way, for he was well accustomed, by this time, to taking; and nothing perhaps even could more have confirmed Mr.Verver's account of his surface than the manner in which these golden drops evenly flowed over it.

They caught in no interstice, they gathered in no concavity; the uniform smoothness betrayed the dew but by showing for the moment a richer tone.