I detest the masculine point of view. I am bored by his heroism, virtue, and honour. I think the best these men can do is not talk about themselves anymore.

“for women live much more in the past...they attach themselves to places;”

“Nobody sees any one as he is, let alone an elderly lady sitting opposite a stra…”

“The grey nurse resumed her knitting as Peter Walsh, on the hot seat beside her,…”

“I am not going to lie down and weep away a life of care.”