He had always enjoyed Lily Bart; and his course lay so far out of her orbit that it amused him to be drawn for a moment into the sudden intimacy which her proposal implied.
You mustn't tell your dreams. Miss Testvalley says nothing bores people so much as being told other people's dreams. Nan said nothing, but an iron gate seemed to clang shut in her - the gate that was...
There were moments of overwhelming lassitude, when, like the victim of some poison which leaves the brain clear, but holds the body motionless, she saw herself domesticated with the Horror, accepting...
They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods.
In any really good subject one has only to probe deep enough to come to tears.
Poor May! he said.Poor? Why poor? she echoed with a strained laugh.Because I shall never be able to open a window without worrying you, he rejoined, laughing also.For a moment she was silent; then she...
Lady Brightlingsea considered it her duty to fish out of this out darkness, and drag for a moment into the light, any person or obligation entitled to fix her husband's attention; but they always fade...
Even in his unhappiest moments field and sky spoke to him with a deep and powerful persuasion.
The invisible world of thought and conduct had been the frequent subject of his musings; but the other, tangible world was close to him too, spreading like a rich populous plain between himself and th...
When ‘‘such things happened’’ it was undoubtedly foolish of the man, but somehow always criminal of the woman.
She wanted to surprise everyone by her dash and originality, but she could not help modeling herself on the last person she met, and the confusion of ideals thus produced caused her much perturbation...
Marriage was not the safe anchorage he had been taught to think, but a voyage on uncharted seas.
When two people part who have loved each other it is as if what happens between them befell in a great emptiness - as if the tearing asunder of the flesh must turn at last into a disembodied anguish.
She clutched her manuscript, carrying it tenderly through the crowd, like a live thing that had been hurt.
But then you come; and you're so much more than I remembered, and what I want of you is so much more than an hour or two every now and then, with wastes of thirsty waiting between, that I can sit perf...
I can’t bear to see myself in my own thoughts—I hate ugliness, you know
In reality they all lived in a kind of hieroglyphic world, where the real thing was never said or done or even thought, but only represented by a set of arbitrary signs; as
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He wonders whether young women raised under such restrictive conditions can ever overcome the disadvantage of deliberately engineered lacunae in their mental, moral, and emotional development. The
The Wetheralls always went to church. They belonged to the vast group of human automata who go through life without neglecting to perform a single one of the gestures executed by the surrounding puppe...
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