"Jane, have you any regular seasons for changing personalities? I have gotten used to two totally different beings since I have known you, and now you present me with a third!"
"Like being married to a chameleon, isn't it?"
"No, for a chameleon takes its colour from its surroundings, but you don't."
"No; I take the colour of my interior," she laughed.
"You'd better see a doctor if your interior changes colour every few months."
"I've had all the big experiences of my life in the last two years. Of course I'm not the same person. If marriage and motherhood leave a woman unchanged, she is made of marble, or tin."
"You even look different, Jane."
"Why not, if I am different?"
"You are beautiful and spirited. You used to be a trifle cold."
"You think I'm more human now, Jerry."