Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them. Love is the most impregnable refuge of self-esteem, and we hate the eye that reaches to our nakedness. Edith Wharton ~ The Touchstone
Edith WhartonThe real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!
Edith WhartonIn a sky of iron the points of the Dipper hung like icicles and Orion flashed his cold fires.
Edith Wharton