You are pleased with it, aren't you?
You think yourself better than other men.

Well, you are making a big mistake.
A man doesn't have to answer for his own life only.

He has to carry the burden of the lives his influence has wrecked and spoilt.

I know just what you think of me.

I am a middle-aged woman, clinging to my youth and pleasures--the sort of pleasures for which you have a vast contempt.
There isn't an hour of my days of which you wouldn't disapprove.