Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.
Edith WhartonI had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.
Edith WhartonIt is less mortifying to believe one's self unpopular than insignificant, and vanity prefers to assume that indifference is a latent form of unfriendliness.
Edith Wharton