Edith Wharton Quotes

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To be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it?

Edith Wharton
He bent and laid his lips on her hands, which were cold and lifeless. She drew them away, and he turned to the door, found his coat and hat under the faint gas-light of the hall, and plunged out into the winter night bursting with the belated eloquence of the inarticulate.

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There are spines to which the immobility of worship is not a strain.

Edith Wharton
The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

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It must be less wicked to love the wrong person than not to love anybody at all.

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It was harder to drown at sunrise than in darkness.

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We shall hurt others less. Isn't it, after all, what you always wanted?

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To your generation, I must represent the literary equivalent of tufted furniture and gas chandeliers.

Edith Wharton
One cares so little for the style in which one's praises are written.

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'Ah,' said Mrs. Peniston, shutting her lips with the snap of a purse closing against a beggar.

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Yes, you have been away a very long time.' 'Oh, centuries and centuries; so long,' she said, 'that I'm sure I'm dead and buried and this dear old place is heaven.

Edith Wharton
The longed-for ships
Come empty home or founder on the deep,
And eyes first lose their tears and then their sleep.

Edith Wharton
There are moments when a man's imagination so easily subdued to what it lives in, suddenly rises above its daily level and surveys the long windings of destiny.

Edith Wharton
She wanted, passionately and persistently, two things which she believed should subsist together in any well-ordered life: amusement and respectability.

Edith Wharton
Though she had not had the strength to shake off the spell that bound her to him she had lost all spontaneity of feeling, and seemed to herself to be passively awaiting a fate she could not avert.

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Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.

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She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves.

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Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.
I loved light ever, light in eye and brain —
No tapers mirrored in long palace floors,
Nor dedicated depths of silent aisles,
But just the common dusty wind-blown day
That roofs earth's millions.

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Most timidities have such secret compensations and Miss Bart was discerning enough to know that the inner vanity is generally in proportion to the outer self depreciation.

Edith Wharton
You thought I was a lovelorn mistress and I was really just an expensive prostitute.

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Her mind was an hotel where facts came and went like transient lodgers, without leaving their address behind, and frequently without paying for their board.

Edith Wharton
There are lots of ways of being miserable, but there's only one way of being comfortable, and that is to stop running round after happiness. If you make up your mind not to be happy there's no reason why you shouldn't have a fairly good time.

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People left him to his sorrow as a man is left to an incurable habit, an unfortunate tie: they ignored it, or looked over its head if they happened to catch a glimpse of it at his elbow.

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The essence of taste is suitability. Divest the word of its prim and priggish implications, and see how it expresses the mysterious demand of eye and mind for symmetry, harmony, and order.

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It seems stupid to have discovered America only to make it into a copy of another country.

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He was a man who grew fat on resentment as others did on happiness.

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Don't you ever mind," she asked suddenly, "not being rich enough to buy all the books you want?

Edith Wharton
Even in houses commonly held to be 'booky' one finds, nine times out of ten, not a library but a book-dump.

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Little as she was addicted to solitude, there had come to be moments when it seemed a welcome escape from the empty noises of her life.

Edith Wharton
I begin to see what marriage is for. It's to keep people away from each other. Sometimes I think that two people who love each other can be saved from madness only by the things that come between them — children, duties, visits, bores, relations — the things that protect married people from each other.

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