In a sky of iron the points of the Dipper hung like icicles and Orion flashed his cold fires.
Edith WhartonTo your generation, I must represent the literary equivalent of tufted furniture and gas chandeliers.
Edith WhartonHe simply felt that if he could carry away the vision of the spot of earth she walked on, and the way the sky and sea enclosed it, the rest of the world might seem less empty.
Edith Wharton