Henry James

The brilliant Roman winter came round again, and Rowland enjoyed it in a certain way more deeply than before. He grew passionately, unreasoningly fond of all Roman sights and sensations, and to breath the Roman atmosphere seemed a needful condition of being. (...) But he sometimes wondered whether this were not a questionable gain in case of one's not being prepared to subside int soft dilettantism. 
(Rowland Malet commence à douter des effets bénéfiques de la vie à Rome sur son ami le jeune sculpteur américain Roderick Hudson).