so that it may grow fatter and

One can only show how one came to hold whatever opinion one does hold.

the sort of fish that a good fisherman puts back into the water

Do not start. Do not blush. Let us admit in the privacy of our own society that these things sometimes happen. Sometimes women do like women.

The river reflected whatever it chose of sky and bridge and burning tree$$$ and when the undergraduate had oared his boat through the reflections they closed again$$$ completely$$$ as if they had never been. There one might have sat the clock round lost in thought. Thought --to call it by a prouder name than it deserved-- had let its line down into the stream.

Then may I tell you that the very next words I read were these – ‘Chloe liked Olivia…’ Do not start. Do not blush. Let us admit in the privacy of our own society that these things sometimes happen. Sometimes women do like women.

I do not believe that gifts$$$ whether of mind or character$$$ can be weighed like sugar and butter

Whatever may be their use in civilized societies$$$ mirrors are essential to all violent and heroic action.

I find myself saying briefly and prosaically that it is much more important to be oneself than anything else. Do not dream of influencing other people$$$ I would say$$$ if I knew how to make it sound exalted. Think of things in themselves.

Life for both sexes--and I looked at them$$$ shouldering their way along the pavement--is arduous$$$ difficult$$$ a perpetual struggle. It calls for gigantic courage and strength. More than anything$$$ perhaps$$$ creatures of illusion as we are$$$ it calls for confidence in oneself. Without self-confidence we are as babes in the cradle. And how can we generate this imponderable quality$$$ which is yet so invaluable$$$ most quickly? By thinking that other people are inferior to oneself.