Archer was too intelligent to think that a young woman like Ellen Olenska would necessarily recoil from everything that reminded her of her past. She might believe herself wholly in revolt against it; but what had charmed her in it would still charm her even though it were against her will.
Edith WhartonEverything about her was warm and soft and scented; even the stains of her grief became her as raindrops do the beaten rose.
Edith WhartonDamn words; they're just the pots and pans of life, the pails and scrubbing-brushes. I wish I didn't have to think in words.
Edith WhartonI was never allowed to read the popular American children's books of my day because, as my mother said, the children spoke bad English without the author's knowing it.
Edith Wharton