“She was a mischief, and that was a satisfaction; no longer was she a huntress of corralled game”
“A huntress never stabbed anything she didn't want to.”
“There is no satisfaction in eternity,' she said. 'There is only loss.”
“Her face brightened with a sudden flash of mischief, and without warning she punched him, surprisingly hard, in the ribs. “There!” she said. “Now I feel much better.”
“With insufferable vanity had she believed herself in the secret of everybody's feelings; with unpardonable arrogance proposed to arrange everybody's destiny. She was proved to have been universally mistaken; and she had not quite done nothing — for she had done mischief.”
“She is no longer I, she is too long ago, she is only she...”