One cannot bring children into a world like this. One cannot perpetuate suffering, or increase the breed of these lustful animals, who have no lasting emotions, but only whims and vanities, eddying them now this way, now that.
I ransack public libraries & find them full of sunk treasure.
I'm terrified of passive acquiescence. I live in intensity.
For we think back through our mothers if we are women.
All extremes of feeling are allied to madness.
So that is marriage, Lily thought, a man and a woman looking at a girl throwing a ball