Nothing, perhaps, is strange, once you have accepted life itself, the great strange business which includes all lesser strangeness.
Rose MacaulayStill I sojourn here, alone and palely loitering, though the sedge is withered from the lake and no birds sing. For I sent the bath towel to the wash this morning, and omitted to put out another. I have no towel.
Rose MacaulayAll sorts of articles and letters appear in the papers about women. Profound questions are raised concerning them. Should they smoke? Should they work? Vote? Marry? Exist? Are not their skirts too short, or their sleeves? Have they a sense of humor, of honor, of direction? Are spinsters superfluous? But how seldom similar inquiries are propounded about men.
Rose MacaulayOne never feels such distaste for one's countrymen and countrywomen as when one meets them abroad.
Rose Macaulay