I want fake love. But that's all I want, and that's why I can't have it.

Whenever I look at the sky, I see a great Design on a big canvas.

They insisted on thinking of God as something outside themselves. Something that yearns to take every indolent moron to His breast and comfort him. The notion that the effort has to be their own, and that the trouble they are in is all their own doing, is one that they can't or won't entertain.

He had the kind of character in which prudence is a vice, and good advice the most dangerous nourishment.

Written By Edith Wharton

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