Since then she had changed so much in her thoughts, in her ways, even in her looks, that she might wonder she knew herself — except that the changes were all in the direction of becoming more and more herself.

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.

The people asleep in those houses, I thought, tried to live like the mice in their own kitchens; to make no noise, to leave no trace, to slip over the surface of things in the dark.