There's not a moment when I'm not doing something for my beauty, or planning effects, or undergoing a treatment.

I never sleep as I want to, nor bathe as I want to, nor even eat what I like.

It's all somebody's system for preserving something about me.

I've lived on celery and apples to keep from growing fat and taken daily massage to keep from getting thin--and yet I never wake up in the morning that I don't turn sick for fear I'll discover my first wrinkle in the glass.
Now imagine," she finished with a cynical laugh, "Perry going upon a diet for any sentimental reasons, or sacrificing terrapin in order to retain my affection!" "I can't," confessed Laura bluntly, "it's beyond me, but I wish you wouldn't.

I wish you'd try to hold him by something different--something higher." "You can't hold a person by what he hasn't got," returned Gerty with the flippant ridicule she so desperately clung to--a ridicule which she used as unsparingly upon herself as upon her husband.