Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
She wanted, passionately and persistently, two things which she believed should subsist together in any well-ordered life: amusement and respectability. — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
In every heart there should be one grief that is like a well in the desert. — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them. — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Life has a way of overgrowing its achievements as well as its ruins. — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Yes, the Gorgon has dried your tears.' Well, she has opened my eyes too; it's a delusion to say she blinds people.… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
The desire for symmetry, for balance, for rhythm in form as well as in sound, is one of the most inveterate of… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
“Yes, the Gorgon has dried your tears,” he said. “Well, she opened my eyes too; it's a delusion to say that she… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
But after a moment a sense of waste and ruin overcame him. There they were, close together and safe and shut in;… — Edith Wharton Copy Share Image
Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them. Love is the… — 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
