"They don't need to be invited, they can just come." [...] "Olive, sometimes people like to be invited. I, for example, would have loved to be invited to your house on many occasions, but you've not invited me except for that one time when I asked you to take me over. And so I have felt rebuffed. Do you see that?"

Olive exhaled loudly. "You could have called."

"Olive, I just told you I did call. I called you a couple of times, and because you turned off your friggin' answering machine, you didn't know I called." [...] "Only pointing out here that people can't read your mind.

Elizabeth Strout – Olive, Again (2019)
Penguin Random House UK (2019)

O diário íntimo de George Sand é um diário íntimo no verdadeiro sentido da palavra (...) com efeito, Sand coloca-o de lado sempre que a vida lhe corre de feição: «A partir do momento em que a vida se torna suportável, já não carece de análise. Arruinaremos um dia de sossego se teimarmos em dissecá-lo ao pormenor»

George Sand – Diário Íntimo

Antígona (2004)