For the complete life, the perfect pattern includes old age as well as youth and maturity.
It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it.
We do not write as we want, but as we can.
There is nothing so degrading as the constant anxiety about one's means of livelihood.
Sentimentality is the only sentiment that rubs you the wrong way.
Because women can do nothing except love, they've given it a ridiculous importance. They want to persuade us that it's the whole of life. It's an insignificant part.