I discovered early that crying makes my nose red, and the knowledge has helped me through several painful episodes.
Edith WhartonBeauty (was)a gift which, in the eyes of New York, justified every success, and excused a certain number of failings.
Edith WhartonHe bent and laid his lips on her hands, which were cold and lifeless. She drew them away, and he turned to the door, found his coat and hat under the faint gas-light of the hall, and plunged out into the winter night bursting with the belated eloquence of the inarticulate.
Edith Wharton