“He came to be very glad that he had known her, and that she had had a hand in breaking him in to life. He has known pretty women and clever ones since then,—but never one like her, as she was in her best days. Her eyes, when they laughed for a moment into one’s own, seemed to promise a wild delight that he has not found in life. ‘I know where it is,’ they seemed to say, ‘I could show you!’ “
― Willa Cather, A Lost Lady