As the pain that can be told is but half a pain, so the pity that questions has little healing in its touch.
Edith WhartonThe real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!
Edith WhartonIt was too late for happiness - but not too late to be helped by the thought of what I had missed. That is all I haved lived on - don't take it from me now
Edith WhartonDon't they always go from bad to worse? There's no turning back--your old self rejects you, and shuts you out. ~Lilly Bart
Edith Wharton