Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death. – Edith Wharton
If only wed stop trying to be happy wed have a pretty good time. – Edith Wharton
There are moments when a mans imagination, so easily subdued to what it lives in, suddenly rises above its daily level and surveys the long windings of destiny. – Edith Wharton
They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods. – Edith Wharton