And you'll sit beside me, and we'll look, not at visions, but at realities. — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“He had to deal all at once with the packed regrets and stifled dreams of an inarticulate lifetime.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“But least is he who, with enchanted eyes Filled with high visions of fair shapes to be, Muses which god he shall… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Norton was supremely gifted as an awakener, and no thoughtful mind can recall without a thrill the notes of the first voice… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“There was such love as she had dreamed, and she meant to go on believing in it and cherishing the thought that… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
He simply felt that if he could carry away the vision of the spot of earth she walked on, and the way… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Perhaps, after all, Susy reflected, it was the world she was meant for, since the other, the brief Paradise of her dreams,… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Since the fanciful vision of the future that had flitted through her imagination at their first meeting she had hardly ever thought… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“You mustn't tell your dreams. Miss Testvalley says nothing bores people so much as being told other people's dreams. Nan said nothing,… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision. That new, that personal, vision is attained only by… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Suddenly the air was full of that deep clangor of bells which periodically covers Rome with a roof of silver.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“Untrained human nature was not frank and innocent; it was full of the twists and defences of an instinctive guile. And he felt himself… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“High Pasture Come up--come up: in the dim vale below The autumn mist muffles the fading trees, But on this keen hill-pasture, though the… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“Two ways to be a light for all, is to be a flaming candle or the mirror that reflects it” — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“... no treasure-house of Atreus was ever as rich as a well-stored memory.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“...the endless labour of rolling human stupidity up the steep hill of understanding.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“he saw his marriage becoming what most of the other marriages about him were: a dull association of material and social interests held together… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend! — Edith Wharton Copy Share
With a shiver of foreboding he saw his marriage becoming what most of the other marriages about him were: a dull association of material… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
A classic is classic not because it conforms to certain structural rules, or fits certain definitions (of which its author had quite probably never… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
There is too much sour grapes for my taste in the present American attitude. The time to denounce the bankers was when we were… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“But in a few years more perhaps there may be; for, deep within us as the ghost instinct lurks, I seem to see it… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
Dialogue in fiction should be reserved for the culminating moments and regarded as the spray into which the great wave of narrative breaks in… — Edith Wharton Copy Share
“These Americans, under their forthcoming manner, their surface-gush, as some might call it, have an odd reticence about what goes on underneath.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share
