They belonged to that vast group of human automata who go through life without neglecting to perform a single one of the gestures executed by the surrounding puppets.

Think what stupid things the people must have done with their money who say they're 'happier without'.

Happiness is a work of art. Handle with care.

My last page is always latent in my first; but the intervening windings of the way become clear only as I write.

We shall hurt others less. Isn't it, after all, what you always wanted?

We can't behave like people in novels, though, can we?

Mothers and daughters are part of each other's consciousness, in different degrees and in a different way, but still with the mutual sense of something which has always been there. A real mother is just a habit of thought to her children.