Your red dress,’ she said, and laughed. But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.

It is strange how sad it can be - sunlight in the afternoon, don't you think?

Life if curious when reduced to its essentials

I have tried," I said, "but he does not believe me. It is too late for that now" (it is always too late for truth, I thought).

It's so easy to make a person who hasn't got anything seem wrong.

Next week, or next month, or next year I will kill myself. But I might as well last out my month's rent, which has been paid up.

Something in her brain that still remained calm told her that she was doing a very foolish thing indeed.