Edith Wharton

Set wide the window. Let me drink the day. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#day #daytime #window #day

Life is always either a tightrope or a feather bed. Give me the tightrope. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#life

There are two ways of spreading light: to be The candle or the mirror that reflects it. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#light

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

— Edith Wharton

#family #friends #insincerity #kindness #loneliness

My little dog—a heartbeat at my feet. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#love

Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#humor

She had no tolerance for scenes which were not of her own making. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#drama

Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#love

In reality they all lived in a kind of hieroglyphic world, where the real thing was never said or done or even thought, but only represented by a set of arbitrary signs. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#age

...I have always lived on contrasts! To me the only death is monotony. Beware of monotony; it's the mother of all the deadly sins. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#death