But having more freedom she only became more profoundly aware of the big want. She wanted so many things. She wanted to read great, beautiful books, and be rich with them; she wanted to see beautiful things, and have the joy of them for ever; she wanted to know big, free people; and there remained always the want she could put no name to? It was so difficult. There were so many things, so much to meet and surpass. And one never knew where one was going.

Pure morality is only an instinctive adjustment which the soul makes.

Don't be on the side of the angels, it's too lowering.

I'd wipe the machines off the face of the earth again, and end the industrial epoch absolutely, like a black mistake.

I am part of the sun as my eye is part of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea. My soul knows that I am part of the human race, my soul is an organic part of the great human race, as my spirit is part of my nation. In my own very self, I am part of my family.

You don't learn algebra with your blessed soul. Can't you look at it with your clear simple wits?

I prefer unlucky things. Luck is vulgar. Who wants what luck would bring? I don't.