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.
And for always getting what she wants in the long run, commend me to a nasty woman.
Ah, he would take her beyond---beyond the ugliness, the pettiness, the attrition and corrosion of her soul.
A woman is asked out as much for her clothes as for herself
The fact that he and she understood each other without a word seemed to bring them nearer than any explanation would have done.
Another unsettling element in modern art is that common symptom of immaturity, the dread of doing what has been done before.
And I know how names can alter the colour of beliefs.
Untrained human nature was not frank and innocent; it was full of the twists and defences of an instinctive guile. And he felt himself oppressed by this creation of factitious purity, so cunningly man...
They had paused before the table on which the bride’s jewel were displayed, and Lily’s heart gave an envious throb as she caught the refraction of light from their surfaces – the milky gleam of perfec...
The whole truth? Miss Bart laughed. What is truth?
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.
She rose too, not as if to meet him or to flee from him, but quietly, as though the worst of the task were done and she had only to wait; so quietly that, as he came close, her outstretched hands acte...
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...
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 people who find fault with society are too apt to regard it as an end and not a means, just as the people who despise money speak as if its only use were to be kept in bags and gloated over? Is...
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...
She was something he knew he had missed: the flower of life.
She had in truth no abstract propensity to malice: she did not dislike Lily because the latter was brilliant and predominant, but because she thought that Lily disliked her. It is less mortifying to b...
Poetry and art are the breath of life to her.