The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embraceKate Chopin
She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.Kate Chopin
She was still under the spell of her infatuation. She had tried to forget him, realizing the inutility of remembering. But the thought of him was like an obsession, ever pressing itself upon her.Narrator
She felt no interest in anything about her. The street, the children, the fruit vender, the flowers growing there under her eyes, were all part and parcel of an alien world which had suddenly become antagonistic.Narrator
But the beginning of things, of a world especially, is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing. How few of us ever emerge from such beginning! How many souls perish in its tumult!Narrator
She wanted to swim far out, where no woman had swum before.Kate Chopin
It was a flaming torch that kindled desire.Narrator
There was with her an overwhelming feeling of irresponsibility. There was the shock of the unexpected and the unaccustomed.Narrator
She was moved by a kind of commiseration for Madame Ratignolle, - a pity for that colorless existence which never uplifted its possessor beyond the region of blind contentment, in which no moment of anguish ever visited her soul, in which she would never have the taste of life's delirium.Narrator
The bird, whose wings should be strong, beats against the bars of his cage until his strength is gone, and he waits in weary resignation for deathKate Chopin