As a woman, I have no country
We scarcely wish to analyse what we feel to be so large and deeply human.
The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.
Would there be trees if we didn't see them?
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.
To read a novel is a difficult and complex art. You must be capable not only of great fineness of perception, but of great boldness of imagination.