Beauty is in the eye of the gazer.

There are certain phrases potent to make my blood boil -- improper influence! What old woman's cackle is that?" "Are you a young lady?" "I am a thousand times better: I am an honest woman, and as such I will be treated.

Yet it would be your duty to bear it, if you could not avoid it: it is weak and silly to say you cannot bear what it is your fate to be required to bear.

Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to Ireland, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.

I stood lonely enough, but to that feeling of isolation I was accustomed: it did not oppress me much.

What have I to do with millions [of people]? The eighty I know despise me.

I care for myself. The more solitary, the more friendless, the more unsustained I am, the more I will respect myself.