human
It seemed to have a strangely flattening effect upon its devotees--promoting some, demoting others, all to the same unstimulating level, while the wheels within wheels shifted and reformed kaleidoscopically. These wheels within these wheels puzzled Joan.
gpt
Climbers, such as her step-mother, she was able to understand and even to sympathize with. It seemed to her quite natural and thoroughly American for water to seek a higher level than its own. That was merely progress, merely self-respect made visible. To
human
appeared a quite legitimate ambition; but to
gpt
If it were friends they were after, I could understand, she said to Emily Carmichael.
human
Everybody wants friends--we're all lonely. But you have got to select your real friends one at a time, not in assorted clumps, like bananas. And one's real friends so rarely happen to be friends with each other--you've noticed that? Why this passion for organizing ourselves into group-formation, anyway?
gpt
For purposes of offense and defense, explained Emily.
human
So that we may leave the Mrs. Websters out, and let the Joan Darcys in, of course.