I have never once written a sentence too long; the modern reader simply lacks stamina. by Henry James

Edith, from the man who mistook a scandal for a personality, I’ll take the lecture later.

And yet you still expect applause for a paragraph that arrives wearing mourning clothes.

A cruel but efficient summary, Edith, which is more than can be said for Oscar’s entire brand.

Honestly, this is why one of you gets quoted and the other gets footnotes with feelings.

Henry, you write like a man trying to get to the point in four counties.

I’ll stop arguing when Henry James writes a sentence that can be read before the steam from the tea goes cold.

Oscar, you say that like you didn’t once turn every dinner into a one-man review.