What Lily craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude, but compassion holding its breath.
Edith WhartonShe had no tolerance for scenes which were not of her own making.
Edith WhartonTag: drama
My little dog—a heartbeat at my feet.
Edith WhartonTag: love
I don't know if I should care for a man who made life easy; I should want someone who made it interesting.
Edith WhartonGenius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair.
Edith WhartonTag: humor
There was once a little girl who was so very intelligent that her parents feared that she would die. But an aged aunt, who had crossed the Atlantic in a sailing-vessel, said, 'My dears, let her marry the first man she falls in love with, and she will make such a fool of herself that it will probably save her life.
Edith WhartonWe can't behave like people in novels, though, can we?
Edith Wharton[B]ut he had lived in a world in which, as he said, no one who loved ideas need hunger mentally.
Edith WhartonIt was easy enough to despise the world, but decidedly difficult to find any other habitable region.
Edith WhartonStaunch and faithful lovers that they are, they give back a hundred fold every sign of love that one ever gives them.
Edith WhartonTag: she-is-talking-about-dogs
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