When an arguer argues dispassionately he thinks only of the argument.

For the film maker must come by his convention, as painters and writers and musicians have done before him.

She had the perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very, dangerous to live even one day.

I’m not clear enough in the head to feel anything but varieties of dull anger and arrows of sadness.

For we think back through our mothers if we are women.

We seem to be riding on the top of the highest mast of the tallest ship; and yet at the same time we know that nothing of this sort matters; love is not proved thus, nor great achievements completed thus; so that we sport with the moment and preen our feathers in it lightly.

We [women] have borne and bred and washed and taught, perhaps to the age of six or seven years, the one thousand six hundred and twenty-three million human beings who are, according to statistics, at present in existence, and that ... takes time.