“I bitterly resent all that wasted time. And what I resent most of all is that the ones I did get never, never looked like the Greek statues.” “The Greek-statue types may have been too busy going out with other boys to notice you.” BoysGreek Book:Mrs. Caliban Source: Mrs. Caliban
“But when they got to the room...he thought how stupid it was not to realize what it would be like: the sprung, creaky bed, sheets that hadn't been changed from the time before, and the woman herself as she undressed and the clothes came away like the store wrapping on an uncooked chicken, a large piece of meat sitting down on the bed and nothing to do with him.” WisdomSexLonelinessGetting OlderProstitution Book:Something to Write Home About Source: Something to Write Home About
“But we didn't love each other," he said matter-of-factly. It upset her to hear him say it. Someone should love her. Even her children-- they needed her, but she was the one who did the loving.” LoveChildren Book:Three Masquerades: Novellas Source: Three Masquerades: Novellas
“A woman, she thought, can get the eyes and everything else right without any trouble: her creative power is inherent. Men can never create; they only copy. That's why they're always so jealous.” Men And WomenMotherhoodCreatvity Book:In the Act Source: In the Act
“There are so many different attitudes, like different lives, in a face and in a body. So many lines and forms, so many strengths and weaknesses. The expression of health, of nervousness, even the expression of truth, are things you can look at. How long it takes to know them all. And you never do, not completely. A body or face is never the same even in a single day. And the mind, that's even more difficult.” RelationshipsMarriageIntimacyLove HurtsInfidelity In Marriage Book:Something to Write Home About Source: Something to Write Home About
“She looked over to where he was, seated at the other end of the kitchen table in the light which, since his arrival, she had blocked by curtains because of his sensitive eyes. He concentrated on polishing spoons with a silver cloth: six teaspoons from a great-aunt. One leg was slung over the other, which would have looked strange enough, but he was also wearing a flowered apron fastened around his waist, and it contrasted stunningly with his large, muscular green body, his nobly massive head. Dorothy thought he looked, as always, wonderful.” BodyGreenSpoonsApronPolishing Book:Mrs. Caliban Source: Mrs. Caliban
“Still, people would notice a man with a green head. I guess I should get you a wig.” “Good. I think I’ll try a different colour every night.” Wig Book:Mrs. Caliban Source: Mrs. Caliban