edith wharton Quotes

An unalterable and unquestioned law of the musical world required that the German text of French operas sung by Swedish artists should be translated into Italian for the clearer understanding of English-speaking audiences.
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— Edith Wharton
It was easy enough to despise the world, but decidedly difficult to find any other habitable region.
tags: world
— Edith Wharton
Nothing is more perplexing to a man than the mental process of a woman who reasons her emotions.
tags: men women emotion mental process
— Edith Wharton
The real marriage of true minds is for any two people to possess a sense of humor or irony pitched in exactly the same key, so that their joint glances on any subject cross like interarching searchlights.
tags: humor people key true irony real mind marriage
— Edith Wharton
She was so evidently the victim of the civilization which had produced her, that the links of her bracelet seemed like manacles chaining her to her fate.
tags: fate civilization victim
— Edith Wharton
I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you've been doing. It's a hundred years since we've met-it may be another hundred before we meet again.
tags: year
— Edith Wharton
Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair.
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— Edith Wharton
In spite of illness, in spite even of the archenemy sorrow, one can remain alive long past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in big things, and happy in small ways.
tags: past sorrow curiosity illness
— Edith Wharton
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.
tags: help loving
— Edith Wharton
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.
tags: reality world thoughts real
— Edith Wharton
She had no tolerance for scenes which were not of her own making.
tags: tolerance
— Edith Wharton
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.
tags: people friends meaning self soul
— Edith Wharton
I don't know if I should care for a man who made life easy; I should want someone who made it interesting.
tags: men care
— Edith Wharton
We can't behave like people in novels, though, can we?
tags: people novel
— Edith Wharton
The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!
tags: people living real loneliness
— Edith Wharton
If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time.
tags: time
— Edith Wharton
Life is always either a tightrope or a feather bed. Give me the tightrope.
— Edith Wharton
There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that receives it.
— Edith Wharton
In the summer New York was the only place in which one could escape from New Yorkers...
tags: summer
— Edith Wharton
Who's 'they'? Why don't you all get together and be 'they' yourselves?
— Edith Wharton
In every heart there should be one grief that is like a well in the desert.
tags: heart grief
— Edith Wharton
It frightened him to think what must have gone to the making of her eyes.
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— Edith Wharton
There is someone I must say goodbye to. Oh, not you - we are sure to see each other again - but the Lily Bart you knew. I have kept her with me all this time, but now we are going to part, and I have brought her back to you - I am going to leave her here. When I go out presently she will not go with me. I shall like to think that she has stayed with you.
tags: time goodbye
— Edith Wharton
I shan't be lonely now. I was lonely; I was afraid. But the emptiness and the darkness are gone; when I turn back into myself now I'm like a child going at night into a room where there's always a light.
tags: children darkness night child afraid
— Edith Wharton
He knelt by the bed and bent over her, draining their last moment to its lees; and in the silence there passed between them the word which made all clear.
tags: silence moment
— Edith Wharton
With a shiver of foreboding he saw his marriage becoming what most of the other marriages about him were: a dull association of material and social interests held together by ignorance on the one side and hypocrisy on the other.
tags: hypocrisy marriage ignorance
— Edith Wharton
Women ought to be free- as free as we are,' he declared, making a discovery of which he was too irritated to measure the terrific consequences.
tags: women discovery consequence
— Edith Wharton
It is so easy for a woman to become what the man she loves believes her to be
tags: men women believe
— Edith Wharton
There was once a little girl who was so very intelligent that her parents feared that she would die. But an aged aunt, who had crossed the Atlantic in a sailing-vessel, said, 'My dears, let her marry the first man she falls in love with, and she will make such a fool of herself that it will probably save her life.
tags: men girls die parent marry fools
— Edith Wharton
I want to put my hand out and touch you. I want to do for you and care for you. I want to be there when you're sick and when you're lonesome.
tags: care
— Edith Wharton
I was just a screw or cog in the great machine I called life, and when I dropped out of it I found I was of no use anywhere else.
tags: machine
— Edith Wharton
Everything may be labelled- but everybody is not.
— Edith Wharton
They are all alike you know. They hold their tongues for years and you think you're safe, but when the opportunity comes they remember everything.
tags: opportunities year
— Edith Wharton
Half the trouble in life is caused by pretending there isn't any.
— Edith Wharton
And you'll sit beside me, and we'll look, not at visions, but at realities.
tags: reality vision
— Edith Wharton
But after a moment a sense of waste and ruin overcame him. There they were, close together and safe and shut in; yet so chained to their separate destinies that they might as well been half the world apart.
tags: world moment
— Edith Wharton
A classic is classic not because it conforms to certain structural rules, or fits certain definitions (of which its author had quite probably never heard). It is classic because of a certain eternal and irrepressible freshness.
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— Edith Wharton
I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.
tags: time people stories
— Edith Wharton
He had to deal all at once with the packed regrets and stifled memories of an inarticulate lifetime.
tags: memory regret
— Edith Wharton
What's the use of making mysteries? It only makes people want to nose 'em out.
tags: people
— Edith Wharton
edith wharton
Birth    : January 24, 1862
Death  : August 11, 1937
Occupation  : Novelist