1 Even as a child she had lived her own small life all within herself.
2 Such experiences as the foregoing were not uncommon in her married life.
3 It was the first kiss of her life to which her nature had really responded.
4 She began to look with her own eyes; to see and to apprehend the deeper undercurrents of life.
5 She had all her life long been accustomed to harbor thoughts and emotions which never voiced themselves.
6 It was not a condition of life which fitted her, and she could see in it but an appalling and hopeless ennui.
7 It was not despair; but it seemed to her as if life were passing by, leaving its promise broken and unfulfilled.
8 He wrote of the City of Mexico, the buildings, the people and their habits, the conditions of life which he found there.
9 I would give up the unessential; I would give my money, I would give my life for my children; but I wouldn't give myself.
10 He knew his fellow-creatures better than most men; knew that inner life which so seldom unfolds itself to unanointed eyes.
11 She wished them to taste something of the life their father had lived and known and loved when he, too, was a little child.
12 They laughed and talked; and before it was time to go he was telling her how different life might have been if he had known her years before.
13 The conditions of her life were in no way changed, but her whole existence was dulled, like a faded garment which seems to be no longer worth wearing.
14 There was a dull pang of regret because it was not the kiss of love which had inflamed her, because it was not love which had held this cup of life to her lips.
15 She felt as if a mist had been lifted from her eyes, enabling her to took upon and comprehend the significance of life, that monster made up of beauty and brutality.
16 She let her mind wander back over her stay at Grand Isle; and she tried to discover wherein this summer had been different from any and every other summer of her life.
17 She discovered that he interested her, though she realized that he might not interest her long; and for the first time in her life she felt as if she were thoroughly acquainted with him.
18 He observed his hostess attentively from under his shaggy brows, and noted a subtle change which had transformed her from the listless woman he had known into a being who, for the moment, seemed palpitant with the forces of life.
19 Her older sister, Margaret, was matronly and dignified, probably from having assumed matronly and housewifely responsibilities too early in life, their mother having died when they were quite young, Margaret was not effusive; she was practical.
20 She would, through habit, have yielded to his desire; not with any sense of submission or obedience to his compelling wishes, but unthinkingly, as we walk, move, sit, stand, go through the daily treadmill of the life which has been portioned out to us.