“I have sometimes thought that a woman’s nature is
like a great house full of rooms: there is the hall, through which everyone
passes in going in and out; the drawing-room, where one receives formal visits,
the sitting-room, where members of the family come and go as they list; but
beyond that, far beyond, are other rooms, the handles of whose doors perhaps
are never turned; no one knows the way to them, no one knows whither they lead;
and in the innermost room, the holy of holies, the soul sits alone and waits
for a footstep that never comes.”—Edith Wharton, “The Fullness of Life”(1893), in Edith Wharton: Collected Stories 1891–1910, edited by Maureen Howard (The Library of America, 2001)A cultural "omniblog" covering matters literary as well as theatrical, musical, historical, cinematic(al), etc.
Wednesday, November 1, 2017
Quote of the Day (Edith Wharton, on How a Woman’s Nature is Like a House Full of Rooms)
“I have sometimes thought that a woman’s nature is
like a great house full of rooms: there is the hall, through which everyone
passes in going in and out; the drawing-room, where one receives formal visits,
the sitting-room, where members of the family come and go as they list; but
beyond that, far beyond, are other rooms, the handles of whose doors perhaps
are never turned; no one knows the way to them, no one knows whither they lead;
and in the innermost room, the holy of holies, the soul sits alone and waits
for a footstep that never comes.”—Edith Wharton, “The Fullness of Life”(1893), in Edith Wharton: Collected Stories 1891–1910, edited by Maureen Howard (The Library of America, 2001)
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