The return to reality was as painful as the return to consciousness after taking an anesthetic
She wondered if, when human souls try to get too near each other, they do not inevitably become mere blurs to each other's vision.
Mr. and Mrs. Wetherall's circle was so large that God was included in their visiting-list.
It seemed to her the diabolical instrument of their estrangement.
In consequence of this search he arrived late at the office, perceived that his doing so made no difference whatever to any one, and was filled with sudden exasperation at the elaborate futility of hi...
If the collective life which results from our individual money-making is not richer, more interesting and more stimulating than that of countries where the individual effort is less intense, then it l...
I want - I want somehow to get away with you into a world where words like that -categories like that- won't exist. Where we shall be simply two human beings who love each other, who are the whole of...
I have tried hard - but life is difficult, and I am a very useless person. I can hardly be said to have an independent existence. I was just a screw or a cog in the great machine called life, and when...
Don't judge us too harshly—or not, at least, till you have taken the trouble to learn our point of view. You consider the individual—we think only of the family.
Courage - that's the secret! If only people who are in love weren't always so afraid of risking their happiness by looking it in the eyes.
As soon as he heard of the Sillerton’s party he had said to himself that the Marchioness Manson would certainly come to Newport with the Blenkers, and that Madame Olenska might again take the opportun...
The true felicity of a lover of books is the luxurious turning of page by page, the surrender, not meanly abject, but deliberate and cautious, with your wits about you, as you deliver yourself into th...
Another unsettling element in modern art is that common symptom of immaturity, the dread of doing what has been done before.
Plunged out into the winter night bursting with the belated eloquence of the inarticulate.
He understood that her courage and initiative were all for others, and that she had none for herself. It was evident that the effort of speaking had been much greater than her studied composure betray...
Yesterday her fancy had fluttered free pinions above a choice of occupations; now she had to drop to the level of the familiar routine, in which moments of seeming brilliancy and freedom alternated wi...
Through the stillness they heard the church clock striking five.Oh, Ethan, it's time! she cried.He drew her back to him. Time for what? You don't suppose I'm going to leave you now?If I missed my trai...
The motions of her mind were as incalculable as the flit of a bird in the branches
Since the fanciful vision of the future that had flitted through her imagination at their first meeting she had hardly ever thought of his marrying her. She had not had to put the thought from her min...
She knew that Virginia's survey of the world was limited to people, the clothes they wore, and the carriages they drove in. Her own universe was so crammed to bursting with wonderful sights and sounds...