It's you who are telling me; opening my eyes to things I'd looked at so long that I'd ceased to see them.
Edith WhartonThe desire for symmetry, for balance, for rhythm in form as well as in sound, is one of the most inveterate of human instincts.
Edith WhartonWith a shiver of foreboding he saw his marriage becoming what most of the other marriages about him were: a dull association of material and social interests held together by ignorance on the one side and hypocrisy on the other.
Edith Wharton