Still, life had a way of adding day to day

What is a woman? I assure you, I do not know ... I do not believe that anybody can know until she has expressed herself in all the arts and professions open to human skill.

But it is just when opinions universally prevail and we have added lip service to their authority that we become sometimes most keenly conscious that we do not believe a word that we are saying.

But beauty must be broken daily to remain beautiful.

If only she could put them together, she felt, write them out in some sentence, then she would have got at the truth of things.

Now, aged 50, I'm just poised to shoot forth quite free straight and undeflected my bolts whatever they are.

[Final diary entry:] Occupation is essential. And now with some pleasure I find that it's seven; and must cook dinner. Haddock and sausage meat. I think it is true that one gains a certain hold on sausage and haddock by writing them down.