Ann Veronica loved beautiful things, and the beauty of undraped loveliness not least among them; but these were pictures that did but insist coarsely upon the roundness of women’s bodies. . Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. I need only just jump up and throw myself upon you. ‘Civilian peace-keeping forces, you know. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. The elemental woman was always close to the cat: as the elemental man was always but a point removed from the wolf. And think things out. D. “Now I see what everything means,” said Ann Veronica to herself; and it really felt for some days as though the secret of the universe, that had been wrapped and hidden from her so obstinately, was at last altogether displayed.
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