She felt really quite unequal to the tedious process of reconciliation which, in view of the fact that she was sorry, seemed to her highly unnecessary, like some legal routine or the difficulty of get...
Not knaves, fools.
I would have said that Eichmann was profoundly, egregiously stupid, and for me stupidity is not the same as having a low IQ. Here I rather agree with Kant, that stupidity is caused, not by brain failu...
The fault, in their view, lay with no single person, but with the middle class composition of the colony, which, feeling itself imperiled, had acted instinctively, as an organism, to extrude the riffr...
I really tried, or so I thought, to avoid lying, but it seemed to me that they forced it on me by the difference in their vision of things, so that I was always transposing reality for them into somet...
You musn't force sex to do the work of love or love to do the work of sex.
Boredom and urban cynicism had become so natural to them that an experience from which these qualities were absent seemed to be, in some way, defective.
He would have been far more attractive to her if she could have trusted him. You could not love a man who was always playing hide-and-seek with you; that was the lesson she had learned.
We all live in suspense, from day to day, from hour to hour; in other words, we are the hero of our own story.
You mustn’t force sex to do the work of love or love to do the work of sex—that’s quite a thought, isn’t it?
I felt caught in a dilemma that was new to me then but which since has become horribly familiar: the trap of adult life, in which you are held, wriggling, powerless to act because you can see both sid...
The privacy to make a scene was something she would miss in Utopia … [N]ow, surrounded by these watchers, she felt deprived of a basic right … [to] behave badly if necessary, until [Preston] responded...
They had caught a glimpse of themselves in a mirror, a mirror placed at a turning point where they had expected to see daylight and freedom, and though each of them, individually, was far from believi...
Elinor was always firmly convinced of other people’s hypocrisy since she could not believe that they noticed less than she did.
One of the big features of living alone was that you could talk to yourself all you wanted and address imaginary audiences, running the gamut of emotion.
Luckily, I am writing a memoir and not a work of fiction, and therefore I do not have to account for my grandmother’s unpleasing character and look for the Oedipal fixation or the traumatic experience...
If [she] had come to prefer the company of odd ducks, it was possibly because they had no conception of oddity, or rather, they thought you were odd if you weren't.
I understand what you are feeling, he said. As Socrates showed, love cannot be anything else but the love of the good. But to find the good is very rare. That is why love is rare, in spite of what peo...
I mean exactly that, Mr. Davison retorted. You’ve hit the nail smack on the head. We pay a price for having money. People in my position—he turned to Kay—have ‘privilege.’ That’s what I read in the Na...
He was a thoroughly bad hat, then, but that was the kind, of course, that nice women broke their hearts over.