Status Updates From A Start in Life

Dr Weiss, at forty, knew that her life had been ruined by literature.

What an opener! After struggling to engage with my last few reads, this feels like stepping into clear air again. Literature may ruin us, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

No one could measure up to her expectations; no one would care to try.

Disappointment was now built into any hope she might have had left.

It was no longer a question of whether she should or should not do such and such a thing but of whether she would or would not.

Without her looks she felt her personality deteriorate.

While he sat there he let his anger mount and felt it was doing him a power of good. Anger would liberate him from servility, would make him lose his scruples. Anger, he almost believed, would enable him to have his own way.

Without love there can be no reason for hope.

There seemed to be no end to the amount of bad news he could absorb.

Most things cost her a great effort.