George Moore leads his readers to the latrine and locks them in.
The more one analyses people, the more all reasons for analysis disappear. Sooner or later one comes to that dreadful universal thing called human nature.
I am not at all cynical, I have merely got experience, which, however, is very much the same thing.
My Salome is a mystic the sister of Salammbรด a Saint Thรฉrรจse who worships the moon.
The tragedy of the poor is that they can afford nothing but self denial.
I don't mind plain women being puritans. It is the only excuse they have for being plain.