In France, Even Heresy Rapidly Hardens Into

From So Much Of This Seriously-intended Pornography There Rises, Even When It Is Lewdly Or Boisterously Comic, The Acrid Smell, Unmistakable, Of Self-dislike.

In What Touches Their Social Convictions, Most Persons Do Not Think. The Threat Of Change, With All It Suggests To Them In The Loss Of Social And Economic Privilege, Alarms So Deeply That They Are Incapable Of Unprejudiced Thought. They Seem To Themselves To Be Thinking, With Lucidity And Fairness, But Since They Start From The Conviction That Change Must Undoubtedly Be For The Worse Or From Settled Grief At The Thought Of Losing What Is Old And Lovely, They Are Doing No More Than Following A Logical Sequence Of Ideas From A False Premise.

Surprise Will Be My Last Emotion, Not Fear.

The Sex Even In Serious Pornography Has Less Singularity Than The Mating Of Squirrels.

Giving The Utmost Of Herself To Three Absorbing Interests [marriage, Motherhood, Career] ... Was A Problem For A Superwoman, And A Job For A Superwoman, And Only Some Such Fabled Being Could Have Accomplished It With Success.