Crush Quote by Edith Wharton Download Open image “The moment my eyes fell on him, I was content.” — Edith Wharton ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Crush Eye First love Happiness I have a crush Inspirational Love Moments Time
Knowing what to think He had me settled in his eyes, Perhaps as a tear, Even when his eyes are weighed and Give me… — Mak_786 Copy Share Image
“I fell in love with the expression in his eyes when he looked at me.” — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
For a moment his eyes locked onto me with an intensity that left me breathless. — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“I watched him even then as he fell, his face undefeated, his eyes still proud” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
I peeked up at him one more time, and regretted it. He was glaring down at me again, his black eyes full of revulsion.… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
Everything was red, the air, the sun, whatever I looked at. Except for him. I fell in love with someone who was human. I… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
When he got down on one knee in front of me I stopped breathing. When he asked me my eyes watered. When I said… — Jade 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
Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush. — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
Each child’s story is worthy of telling. There shouldn’t be a sliding scale of death. The weight of it is crushing. — Anderson Cooper Copy Share Image
I had to smile when stories emerged questioning whether I was gay. Obviously I knew I wasn't but people were curiously desperate to suggest… — Daniel Radcliffe Copy Share Image
I already know that u know that I like u, the question is Wat r u going to do with that information. — Nishan Panwar Copy Share Image
“My mom believed that you make your own luck. Over the stove she had hung these old, maroon painted letters that spell out, “MANIFEST.”… — Emmy Laybourne Copy Share Image
I'm very disturbed to find out that the leader of the Townies has a soul and I'm beginning to develop a bit of a… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
My dream would be to hear rocks at my window n to look out and see u just standing there, in the pouring rain. — Blondie Copy Share Image
Tireless passion, fierce jealousy, longing to possess and crush-these alone were left of all his love for Rosalind; these remained to him as payment… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
...It's an unmeetable level of writing. But even if it's something I feel like I can't ever attain, it doesn't crush my spirit. I… — Paul Banks Copy Share Image
Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity, or registering wrongs. With this creed, revenge never worries my heart, degradation… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
