She had been bored all afternoon by Percy Gryce... but she could not ignore him on the morrow, she must follow up her success, must submit to more boredom, must be ready with fresh compliances and adaptibilities, and all on the bare chance that he might ultimately decide to do her the honour of boring her for life.
Edith WhartonDamn words; they're just the pots and pans of life, the pails and scrubbing-brushes. I wish I didn't have to think in words.
Edith WhartonI have never known a novel that was good enough to be good in spite of its being adapted to the author's political views.
Edith Wharton