Roman Clodia’s Reviews > Pilgrimage 2 > Status Update

'The wonders of science for women are nothing but gynaecology... all those frightful operations in the British Medical Journal and those jokes - the hundred golden rules... Sacred functions... highest possibilities... sacred for what? The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world? The Future of the Race? What world? What race? Men... Nothing but men; forever.'

'This was dressing. The way to feel you were dressing was to put everything out first and come back as another person and make a grand toilet. It makes you feel free and leisurely.'

'... the self-confident set of their this-season's clothes, "line" clothes, like everyone else is wearing, everyone this side of the west-end; Oxford Street clothes'

'She looked at her watch, five-thirty; in half an hour the girls would probably be at Slater's; the London week-end could begin this minute... I'll never stir out of London again. The girls are right. It isn't worth it.'

'To write books, knowing all about style would be to become like a man.'

'There will be books - with all that cut out - him and her - all that sort of thing. The books of the future will be clear of all that.'

'London, just outside all the time, coming in with the light, coming in with the darkness, always present in the depths of the air in the room.'