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I am not a story, Mr Foe. I may impress you as a story because I began my account of myself without preamble, slipping overboard into the water and striking out for the shore. But my life did not begin in the waves. (...) All of which makes up a story I do not choose to tell. I choose not to tell it because to no one, not even to you, do I owe proof that I am a substantial being with a substantial history in the world. I choose not to tell of the island (...) for I am a free woman who asserts her freedom by telling her story according to her own desire.

We cannot shrink in disgust from our neighbour's touch because his hands, that are clean now, were once dirty.

En dag spurte jeg Cruso om det fantes lover på øya hans, og hva de i så fall gikk ut på; eller foretrakk han kanskje å følge sin egen samvittighet og lite på at hans hjerte holdt ham på den rette vei?
"Lover lages bare for ett formål," svarte han, "de skal holde oss i tømme når vi blir for grådige. Så lenge våre begjær er rimelige, har vi ikke bruk for lover."