She was so unique and incalculable a person that she made all other women seem by comparison with her monotonous and wearying.

Intimacy with her had a subtle flavor to it, by which other flavors were dulled.

The very impersonality of her enthusiasms and interests, her capacity for looking on a person for the time being merely as a representative or mouth-piece, so to speak, of thoughts, of ideas, of narrations, was one of her strongest charms.

By reason of this, the world was often unjust to her in its comments on her manner, on her relations with men.

The world more than once accused her uncharitably of flirting.