I believe I know the only cure, which is to make one’s center of life inside of one’s self, not selfishly or excludingly, but with a kind of unassailable serenity—to decorate one’s inner house so richly that one is content there, glad to welcome anyone who wants to come and stay, but happy all the same when one is inevitably alone.
Edith WhartonAs the pain that can be told is but half a pain, so the pity that questions has little healing in its touch.
Edith WhartonThe worst of doing one's duty was that it apparently unfitted one for doing anything else.
Edith WhartonYes, you have been away a very long time.' 'Oh, centuries and centuries; so long,' she said, 'that I'm sure I'm dead and buried and this dear old place is heaven.
Edith Wharton