The wide world was changing, and she wanted a different place in it. Not just wanted, but felt she deserved. If the world didn't owe her a living, as her mother repeatedly warned her, it owed her a break. She had a strong sense that a better, more exciting, more rewarding life than that which had been the lot of her parents and grandparents was hers by right. In this she was guilty of nothing more serious than the arrogance of youth, from which every generation suffers and by which it distinguishes itself from the preceding one.
Those that much covet are with gain so fond, For what they have not, that which they possessThey scatter and unloose it from their bond, And so, by hoping more, they have but less; Or, gaining more, the profit of excessIs but to surfeit, and such griefs sustain, That they prove bankrupt in this poor-rich gain.