"What are you looking for?" Henry asked.
"I want the manuscript of 'Turbulence.' Where is it?"
"I'll get it. What do you want it for?"
He opened a drawer and took out the few sheets of the novel that were written.
"Is that all?" said Gilbert.
"Yes," Henry answered.
"Cecily doesn't seem to inspire you, Quinny, does she, any more than she inspired me? You haven't written a whole chapter yet.... Do you remember what we swore at Rumpell's?"
"We swore a whole lot of things!..."
"Yes, but the most important thing? We swore we'd become Great. I don't know that any of us ever will be Great.... I get the sensation now and then that we're frightfully crude, even Roger, but we can become something better than one of Cecily's lovers, can't we?"
"I don't know that I want to be anything else...."