At the small table, sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen. It was an ugliness of distinction - it fascinated rather than repelled.
... obsessions are always dangerous.
You agree - I'm sure you agree that beauty is the only thing worth living for.
Evil is not something superhuman, it's something less than human.
To feel admiration for a man all through one's married life would, I think, be excessively tedious.
all women, without in the least meaning it, consider every man they meet as a possible husband for themselves or for their best friend.