the arts are life accelerated and concentrated.
There is no truth. Only points of view.
It is hardly respectable to be good nowadays.
One's own surroundings means so much to one, when one is feeling miserable.
I have never, in all my life, been so odious as to regard myself as 'superior' to any living being, human or animal. I just walked alone - as I have always walked alone.
The trouble about most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation, or hope to be one in the next.