As for America, it is the ideal fruit of all your youthful hopes and reforms. Everybody is fairly decent, respectable, domestic, bourgeois, middle-class, and tiresome. There is absolutely nothing to revile except that it's a bore.
Henry Adams, Jacob Clavner Levenson, Ernest Samuels, Charles Vandersee (1982). “The Letters of Henry Adams”, p.200, Harvard University Press
