I was born, I have lived, and I have been made over.

Is it not time to write my life's story?
I am just as much out of the way as if I were dead, for I am absolutely other than the person whose story I have to tell.

Physical continuity with my earlier self is no disadvantage.

I could speak in the third person and not feel that I was masquerading.
I can analyze my subject, I can reveal everything; for _she_, and not _I_, is my real heroine.

My life I have still to live; her life ended when mine began.
A generation is sometimes a more satisfactory unit for the study of humanity than a lifetime; and spiritual generations are as easy to demark as physical ones.