Status Updates From The House of Mirth

She was realizing for the first time that a woman's dignity may cost more to keep up than her carriage; and that the maintenance of a moral attribute should be dependent on dollars and cents, made the world appear a more sordid place than she had conceived it.

Oh my gosh

"I am bad through and through want admiration, I want excitement, I want money—" yes, money!
That's my shame, Gerty—and it's known, it's said of me—it's what men think of me—If I said it all to him—told him the whole story—said plainly: "I've sunk lower than the lowest, for I've taken what they take, and not paid as they pay"—if I told him everything would he loathe me?

Everything about her was warm and soft and scented: even the stains of her grief became her as rain-drops do the beaten rose.

Lily might be incapable of marrying for money, but she was equally incapable of living without it.

But he would see clearer, breathe freer in her presence: she was at once the dead weight at his breast and the spar which should float them to safety.

The fact that her life had never satisfied her proved that she was made for better things. She might have married more than once—the conventional rich marriage which she had been taught to consider the sole end of existence—but when the opportunity came she had always shrunk from it.

Selden was in the state of impassioned self-absorption that the first surrender to love produces. His craving was for the companionship of one whose point of view should justify his own, who should confirm, by deliberate observation, the truth to which his intuitions had leaped.

I want to finish this I’m nearly there