Beauty (was)a gift which, in the eyes of New York, justified every success, and excused a certain number of failings.
Edith WhartonNo insect hangs its nest on threads as frail as those which will sustain the weight of human vanity.
Edith WhartonWhat a shame it is for a nation to be developing without a sense of beauty, and eating bananas for breakfast.
Edith Wharton