wondered-at

Updated: May 26, 2025

I loved his little ones and he was sweet to mine and was their delighted-in and wondered-at friend. Once and once again, and yet again and again, the black shadow that shall never be lifted where it falls, fell in his house and in mine, during the forty years and more that we were friends, and endeared us the more to each other.

William Dean Howells - Literary Friends and Acquaintance; a Personal Retrospect of American Authorship

I loved his little ones and he was sweet to mine and was their delighted-in and wondered-at friend. Once and once again, and yet again and again, the black shadow that shall never be lifted where it falls, fell in his house and in mine, during the forty years and more that we were friends, and endeared us the more to each other.

William Dean Howells - My Mark Twain (from Literary Friends and Acquaintance)