“How many times can you look at something and know that everyone around you is seeing the same thing or at the very least that their brains and eyes are responding to the same phenomenon? How much proof do you ever have that we’re all in the same world?”
“Foreign life polishes one in spite of one’s self. I study as well as play, and as for this”—with a little gesture toward her dress—“why, tulle is cheap, posies to be had for nothing, and I am used to making the most of my poor little things.”
“I always feel so sorry for women who don’t like to walk; they miss so much—so many rare little glimpses of life And we women learn so little of life on the whole.”