Nothing is more perplexing to a man than the mental process of a woman who reasons her emotions.
Edith WhartonI think I like 'em better like that...divinely dull...just the quiet bearers of their own beauty, like the priestesses in a Panathenaic procession.
Edith WhartonOur blindest impulses become evidence of perspicacity when they fall in with the course of events.
Edith Wharton