She respected her husband in the same way as she respected the General Post Office, as something large, secure and fixed: and though she knew the small number of his talents she appreciated his abstract value as a male.

... and she loved a boy very, very much — even more than she loved herself.

She was convinced that she could have been happy with him, when it was no longer likely they should meet.

She knew that he loved her above all else, more than anything in the world, but only for his own sake.

She came to admire him so much that his love for her affected her own self-esteem: She liked herself better because of him. And since he clearly felt the same, there was a kind of infinite regress of love and respect underlying their relationship. At least, that was how she described it to herself. In the presence of so many of her friends, she had felt an undercurrent of loneliness.

She admired him; she was used to clutching her hands together in his wake and heaving audible sighs.

Odd things made him love her.

She liked him too much to marry him, that was the point; something told her that she should not be satisfied, and to inflict upon a man who offered so much a wife with a tendency to criticize would be a peculiarly discreditable act.

He was full of love — for himself, first, and his prowess — such a fine power at his age. Then, he felt a degree of love for her —

He had the very greatest admiration. He admire her for her truthfulness, for her cleanness of mind, and the clean-run-ness of her limbs, for her efficiency, for the fairness of her skin, for the gold of her hair, for her religion, for her sense of duty. It was a satisfaction to take her about with him.

She looked at him now and then on the sly, and felt, for the first time in her life, an interest in a man on his own account. He was so big, so handsome, so forceful.

I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.

She liked the way he chose a good coat and wore it for five years and then chose another one similar to it.

his behavior there was a perfect balance between gentleness and violence that gave her particular delight.