Quotes about Love
But he would see clearer, breathe freer in her presence: she was at once the dead weight at his breast and the spar which should float them to safety.
— Edith Wharton
He took [the book] up, and found himself plunged in an atmosphere unlike any he had ever breathed in books; so warm, so rich, and yet so ineffably tender, that it gave a new and haunting beauty to the most elementary of human passions.
— Edith Wharton
For the first time he was face to face with his hovering dread: he was judging where he still adored.
— Edith Wharton
She clung to him desperately, and as he drew her to his knees on the couch she felt as if they were being sucked down together into some bottomless abyss.
— Edith Wharton
IT rose for them—their honey-moon—over the waters of a lake so famed as the scene of romantic raptures that they were rather proud of not having been afraid to choose it as the setting of their own.
— Edith Wharton
It was a kiss with a future in it: like a ring slipped upon her soul. And now, in the dreadful pause that followed--while Strefford fidgeted with his cigarette-case and rattled the spoon in his cup--Susy remembered what she had seen through the circle of Nick's kiss: that blue illimitable distance which was at once the landscape at their feet and the future in their souls.
— Edith Wharton
The only way I can help you is by loving you,' Selden said in a low voice.
— Edith Wharton
Not for the world would he have made a significant to her, though it seemed to him that his life hung on her next gesture.
— Edith Wharton
And if you can't come into the room without my feeling all over me a ripple of flame, & if, wherever you touch me, a heart beats under your touch, & if, when you hold me, & I don't speak, it's because all the words in me seem to have become throbbing pulses, & all my thoughts are a great golden blur (Joslin 20).
— Edith Wharton
The face she lifted to her dancers was the same which, when she saw him, always looked like a window that has caught the sunset. He even noticed two or three gestures which, in his fatuity, he had thought she kept for him: a way of throwing her head back when she was amused, as if to taste her laugh before she let it out, and a trick of sinking her lids slowly when anything charmed or moved her.
— Edith Wharton
He had no desire to marry at all—that had been the whole truth of it till he met Undine Spragg. And now—
— Edith Wharton
Ah, don't let us undo what you've done!' she cried. 'I can't go back now to that other way of thinking. I can't love you unless I give you up.
— Edith Wharton