He had grown up among people to whom such emotions were unknown. The old Marquess's passion for his fields and woods was the love of the agriculturist and the hunter, not that of the naturalist or the...
He had built up within himself a kind of sanctuary in which she throned among his secret thoughts and longings. Little by little it became the scene of his real life, of his only rational activities;...
Half the trouble in life is caused by pretending there isn't any.
Each time you happen to me all over again.
Don't let us be like all the others! she protested.
But you'll get it back-you'll get it all back, with your face...
But it was one of those moments when neither seemed to speak deliberately, when an indwelling voice in each called to the other across unsounded depths of feeling.
And suddenly, as he noted the fine shades of manner by which she harmonized herself with her surroundings, it flashed on him that, to need such adroit handling, the situation must indeed be desperate.
And he felt himself oppressed by this creation of factitious purity, so cunningly manufactured by a conspiracy of mothers and aunts and grandmothers and long-dead ancestresses, because it was supposed...
And as he had seen her that day, so she had remained; never quite the same height, yet never below it: generous, faithful, unwearied; but so lacking in imagination, so incapable of growth, that the wo...
And all the while, I suppose, he thought, real people were living somewhere, and real things happening to them ...
After all, marriage is marriage, and money's money—both useful things in their way ...
He remembered once hearing his grandmother... say plaintively: Why daughter, I presume I can go without -- BUT I CAN'T ECONOMIZE.
If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time.
О, не, изобщо не искаше на Мей да бъде присъща такава наивност, тази наивност, която предпазва ума от въображението, а сърцето — от житейския опит.
To be able to look life in the face: that’s worth living in a garret for, isn’t it?
The first six months were always the most difficult in marriage. After that I suppose we shall have pretty nearly finished rubbing off each other's angles, he reflected; but the worst of it was that M...
Name’s Regina Dallas,’ I said, ‘It was Beaufort when he covered you with jewels, and it’s got to stay Beaufort now that he’s covered you with shame.’ ’’ So
Cherished it for being small and inconvenient, and thus keeping out the new people whom New York was beginning to dread and yet be drawn to; and the sentimental clung to it for its historic associatio...
And strolled into the other room.