There are two ways to spread happiness; either be the light who shines it or be the mirror who reflects it.
Edith WhartonThey seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods
Edith WhartonLittle as she was addicted to solitude, there had come to be moments when it seemed a welcome escape from the empty noises of her life.
Edith WhartonShe said she knew we were safe with you, and always would be, because once, when she asked you to, you'd given up the thing you most wanted." Archer received this strange communication in silence. His eyes remained unseeingly fixed on the thronged sunlit square below the window. At length he said in a low voice: "She never asked me.
Edith Wharton