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1 " Am I such a slave as that? Dependent on a man to complete me! I thought I couldn't be anything without him- I can be my own creator! "
― Nan Shepherd , The Quarry Wood
2 " To Martha it seemed that she stood outside life. The world went by her, colourless shapes on a flat pale background. Nothing had solidity or warmth. She felt numb, as though she could never be passionately alive again. "
3 " Gales brandished the half-denuded boughs and whirled the leaves in madcap companies about the roads. The whole world sounded. A roaring and a rustle and a creak was everywhere; and dust and dead leaves eddied in the gateways. "
