There is someone I must say goodbye to. Oh, not you - we are sure to see each other again - but the Lily Bart you knew. I have kept her with me all this time, but now we are going to part, and I have brought her back to you - I am going to leave her here. When I go out presently she will not go with me. I shall like to think that she has stayed with you.

..but it seemed to him that the tie between husband and wife, if breakable in prosperity, should be indissoluble in misfortune.

I have never known a novel that was good enough to be good in spite of its being adapted to the author's political views.

She would not have put herself out so much to say so little.

I'd almost say it's the worries that make married folks sacred to each other.

No insect hangs its nest on threads as frail as those which will sustain the weight of human vanity.

... there are spines to which the immobility of worship is not a strain.