“Why must they grow up and lose it all?”

“There are moments when one can neither think nor feel, she thought, and if one can neithre feel nor think, where's one?”

“Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.”

“They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that; the children were growing up; she often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions.”

“And there is a dignity in people; a solitude; even between husband and wife a gulf; and that one must respect, thought Clarissa, watching him open the door; for one would not part with it oneself, or take it, against his will, from one's husband, without losing one's independence, one's self-respect—something, after all, priceless.”

“Oh, but she never wanted James to grow a day older or Cam either. These two she would have liked to keep for ever just as the way they were, demons of wickedness, angels of delight, never to see them grow up into long-legged monsters.”

“For the young people could not talk. And why should they? Shout, embrace, swing, be up at dawn...”