I can understand that memory must be selective, else it would choke on the glut of experience. What I cannot understand is why it selects what it does.

Were marriage no more than a convenient screen for sexuality, some less cumbersome and costly protection must have been found by this time to replace it. One concludes therefore that people do not marry to cohabit; they cohabit to marry. They do not seek freedom to rut so much as they seek the rut of wedlock.

There is no plummet to sound another's soul.

A lady, that is an enlightened, cultivated, liberal lady - the only kind to be in a time of increasing classlessness - could espouse any cause: wayward girls, social diseases, unmarried mothers, and/or birth control with impunity. But never by so much as the shadow of a look should she acknowledge her own experience with the Facts of Life.

In Reno, there is always a bull market, never a bear market, for the stocks and bonds of happiness.

I can understand that memory must be selective, else it would choke on the glut of experience. What I cannot understand is why it selects what it does.

Not only are there as many conflicting truths as there are people to claim them; there are equally multitudinous and conflicting truths within the individual.