You spend your life destroying obstacles.

All my people, you know," she went on, "look upon me as terribly emancipated.

They think my mild socialism and my refusal to listen to such a thing as a chaperon most terribly improper, but at heart, you know, I am still a very conventional person.

I have torn down a great many conventions, but there are some upon which I cannot bring myself even to lay my fingers." "Perhaps it wouldn't be you if you did," he reflected.
"Perhaps not." "And yet," he went on, "tell me, are you wholly content here?
Your life, in its way, is splendid.

You live as much for the benefit of others as for yourself.