Half the trouble in life is caused by pretending there isn't any. Edith Wharton More Quotes by Edith Wharton More Quotes From Edith Wharton ... how I understand that love of living, of being in this wonderful, astounding world even if one can look at it only through theprison bars of illness and suffering! Plus je vois, the more I am thrilled by the spectacle. Edith Wharton painsufferingjoy Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them. Edith Wharton wellsknowsfacts My last page is always latent in my first; but the intervening windings of the way become clear only as I write. Edith Wharton pageswritingway ... there are spines to which the immobility of worship is not a strain. Edith Wharton spinestrainworship For what endless years this life will have to go on! He felt, with a kind of horror, his own strong youth and the bounding blood in his veins. Edith Wharton strongbloodyears He had to deal all at once with the packed regrets and stifled memories of an inarticulate lifetime. Edith Wharton regretlifetimememories One cares so little for the style in which one's praises are written. Edith Wharton stylecarelittles Life is the saddest thing there is, next to death. Edith Wharton saddestnextlife People struggled on for years with 'troubles,' but they almost always succumbed to 'complications. Edith Wharton troublepeopleyears And he felt himself oppressed by this creation of factitious purity, so cunningly manufactured by a conspiracy of mothers and aunts and grandmothers and long-dead ancestresses, because it was supposed to be what he wanted, what he had a right to, in order that he might exercise his lordly pleasure in smashing it like an image made of snow. Edith Wharton auntmotherexercise ...every literature, in its main lines, reflects the chief characteristics of the people for whom, and about whom, it is written. Edith Wharton linesliteraturepeople Misfortune had made Lily supple instead of hardening her, and a pliable substance is less easy to break than a stiff one. Edith Wharton liliessubstanceliterature As he paid the hansom and followed his wife's long train into the house he took refuge in the comforting platitude that the first six months were always the most difficult in marriage. 'After that I suppose we shall have pretty nearly finished rubbing off each other’s angles,' he reflected; but the worst of it was that May's pressure was already bearing on the very angles whose sharpness he most wanted to keep Edith Wharton wifehouselong “Yes, the Gorgon has dried your tears,” he said. “Well, she opened my eyes too; it's a delusion to say that she blinds people. What she does is just the contrary — she fastens their eyelids open, so that they're never again in the blessed darkness.” Edith Wharton eyeblessedpeople 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. Edith Wharton lightwinternight ... naturalness is not always consonant with taste. Edith Wharton consonantstaste Any rapidly enacted episode. . .should be seen through only one pair of eyes. Edith Wharton pairsepisodeseye It was too late for happiness - but not too late to be helped by the thought of what I had missed. That is all I haved lived on - don't take it from me now Edith Wharton latetoo-late I think I like 'em better like that...divinely dull...just the quiet bearers of their own beauty, like the priestesses in a Panathenaic procession. Edith Wharton emsdullthinking One of the first obligations of art is to make all useful things beautiful. Edith Wharton beautifulartfirsts
