Edith Wharton

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

— Edith Wharton

#fat #laugh #age

They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods ↗

— Edith Wharton

#happiness #romance #romance-novels

Is there nowhere in an American house where one may be by one's self? ↗

— Edith Wharton

#solitude #age

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#in-his-arms #the-age-of-innocence #age

So close to the powers of evil she must have lived that she still breathed more freely in their air. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#change #dissonance #sanctification #age

The visible world is a daily miracle, for those who have eyes and ears. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#universe #nature

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

— Edith Wharton

#copy #old-world #stupid #age

Beauty (was)a gift which, in the eyes of New York, justified every success, and excused a certain number of failings. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#age

Another unsettling element in modern art is that common symptom of immaturity, the dread of doing what has been done before. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#art #been #before #common #doing

He had a confused sense that she must have cost a great deal to make, that a great many dull and ugly people must, in some mysterious way, have been sacrificed to produce her. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#lily-bart #seldon #beauty