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And for a long while they stood side by side without speaking, each seeing the other in every line of the landscape.
— Edith Wharton
Folly is as often justified of her children as wisdom.
— Edith Wharton
She hardly knew what she had been seeking, or why the failure to find it had so blotted the light from her sky: she was only aware of a vague sense of failure, of an inner isolation deeper than the loneliness about her.
— Edith Wharton
The visible world is a daily miracle for those who have eyes and ears; and I still warm hands thankfully at the old fire, though every year it is fed with the dry wood of more old memories.
— Edith Wharton
The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.
— Edith Wharton
Perhaps, after all, Susy reflected, it was the world she was meant for, since the other, the brief Paradise of her dreams, had already shut its golden doors upon her.
— Edith Wharton
Sometimes life seems like a match between oneself and one's gaolors. The gaolers, of course, are one's mistakes; and the question is, who'll hold out longest? When I think of that, life instead of being too long, seems as short as a winter day....
— Edith Wharton
But you'll get it back-you'll get it all back, with your face...
— Edith Wharton
She often climbed up the hill and lay there alone for the mere pleasure of feeling the wind and of rubbing her cheeks in the grass. Generally at such times she did not think of anything, but lay immersed in an in an inarticulate well-being.
— Edith Wharton
Age seemed to have come down on him as winter comes on the hills after a storm.
— Edith Wharton
to be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it?
— Edith Wharton
Here were two people who had penetrated farther than she into the labyrinth of the wedded state, and struggled through some of its thorniest passages; and yet both, one consciously, the other half-unaware, testified to the mysterious fact which was already dawning on her: that the influence of a marriage begun in mutual understanding is too deep not to reassert itself even in the moment of flight and denial.
— Edith Wharton