Habit is necessary. It is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
And he felt himself oppressed by this creation of factitious purity, so cunningly manufactured by a conspiracy of mothers and aunts and… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
As he paid the hansom and followed his wife's long train into the house he took refuge in the comforting platitude that… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
It's you who are telling me; opening my eyes to things I'd looked at so long that I'd ceased to see them. — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
There are moments when a man's imagination, so easily subdued to what it lives in, suddenly rises above its daily level and… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Set wide the window. Let me drink the day. I loved light ever, light in eye and brain No tapers mirrored in… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
When people ask for time, it's always for time to say no. Yes has one more letter in it, but it doesn't… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Yes, you have been away a very long time.' 'Oh, centuries and centuries; so long,' she said, 'that I'm sure I'm dead… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
But marriage is one long sacrifice.... Chapter 21, Medora Manson speaking to Newland Archer — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Their long years together had shown him that it did not so much matter if marriage was a dull duty, as long… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“Two ways to be a light for all, is to be a flaming candle or the mirror that reflects it” — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“... no treasure-house of Atreus was ever as rich as a well-stored memory.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“...the endless labour of rolling human stupidity up the steep hill of understanding.” — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“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 Image
The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend! — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
