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a81ee66
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Little as she was addicted to solitude, there had come to be moments when it seemed a welcome escape from the empty noises of her life.
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solitude
the-house-of-mirth
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Edith Wharton |
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a1cacf6
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We are expected to be pretty and well-dressed until we drop.
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women
edith-wharton
the-house-of-mirth
fashion
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Edith Wharton |
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f47904a
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The noble buoyancy of her attitude, its suggestion of soaring grace, revealed the touch of poetry in her beauty that Selden always felt in her presence, yet lost the sense of when he was not with her. Its expression was now so vivid that for the first time he seemed to see before him the real Lily Bart, divested of all the trivialities of her little world, and catching for a moment a note of that eternal harmony of which her beauty was a part.
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love
lawrence-selden
lily-bart
edith-wharton
the-house-of-mirth
elegance
grace
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Edith Wharton |
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a5dfb02
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Overhead hung a summer sky furrowed with the rush of rockets; and from the east a late moon, pushing up beyond the lofty bend of the coast, sent across the bay a shaft of brightness which paled to ashes in the red glitter of the illuminated boats.
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nature
summer-nights
the-house-of-mirth
summer
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Edith Wharton |
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49cd379
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You asked me just now for the truth---well, the truth about any girl is that once she's talk about she's done for; and the more she explains her case the worse it looks.
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truth
lily-bart
the-house-of-mirth
reputation
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Edith Wharton |
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6981792
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How beautiful it was---and how she loved beauty! She had always felt that her sensibility in this direction made up for certain obtuseness of feeling of which she was less proud.
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lily-bart
edith-wharton
the-house-of-mirth
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Edith Wharton |
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8b38a86
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But he could never be long without trying to find a reason for what she was doing . . .
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lawrence-selden
lily-bart
the-house-of-mirth
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Edith Wharton |
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912ae86
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Ah, he would take her beyond---beyond the ugliness, the pettiness, the attrition and corrosion of her soul.
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the-house-of-mirth
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Edith Wharton |
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8d87e65
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Oh, Gerty, I wasn't meant to be good.
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goodness
gerty-farish
lily-bart
the-house-of-mirth
reputation
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Edith Wharton |
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1abc37f
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In the rosy glow it diffused her companions seemed full of amiable qualities. She liked their elegance; their lightness, their lack of emphasis: even the self-assurance which at times was so like obtuseness now seemed the natural sign of social ascendency. They were lords of the only world she cared for, and they were ready to admit her to their ranks and let her lord it with them. Already she felt within her a stealing allegiance to their standards, an acceptance of their limitations, a disbelief in the things they did not believe in, a contemptuous pity for the people who were not able to live as they lived.
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friends
edith-wharton
the-house-of-mirth
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Edith Wharton |