There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.
guilt to motherhood is like grapes to wine
Worry less about what other people think about you, and more about what you think about them.
Take me! Well, not quite take me, love me now, take me eventually
Lucy could see that love unconfined, love outside convention, might well make a woman an unfit mother; you were one kind of woman or another: you were good or you were bad, as the world saw it, and no...
I am an ordinary person but carried to extremes.
There was no such thing as defeat if you didn't accept it.
Young women especially have something invested in being nice people, and it's only when you have children that you realise you're not a nice person at all, but generally a selfish bully.
Was this what she had shattered convention for; broken with her family, her friends? Everything she had ever known; doomed herself to eternal damnation, for the sake of what she had believed would be...
Books fashion nets to sustain and support the reader as he falls helplessly through the chaos of his own existence.
For who ever lived totally as they wanted to; who ever, if they have time to think about it, dies wholly satisfied? And those who remain know it.
Beauty is the first present nature gives to women and the first it takes away.
Much sheer effort goes into avoiding the truth left to itself it sweeps in like the tide.
If you put a woman in a man's position she will be more efficient but no more kind.
Some women are born mothers, some women become mothers, and some have motherhood thrust upon them. I struggled against it all my life, but I think the truth is I was probably born to it. I don't do ba...
We make tactless remarks because we wish to hurt, break our legs because we do not wish to walk, marry the wrong man because we cannot let ourselves be happy, board the wrong train because we would pr...
She could see that to lose a sibling was hard: it could only seem unnatural:out of time, out of order, a vicious re-run of your own departure into nothingness.
So treasure your moments of happiness, the glimpses you see of truth, the nights you've been loved. That's all you've got.
