The Age of Innocence
by Edith Wharton · read August 15, 2025
Review
Pining and social constructs, what more could I ask for?
The next morning Archer scoured the town in vain for more yellow roses. In consequence of this search he arrived late at the office, perceived that his doing so made no difference whatever to any one, and was filled with sudden exasperation at the elaborate futility of his life.