The Visioning (Electronic book text)

She had come to think of Ann, not as a hard-and-fast, all-finished product, but as something fluid, certainly plastic. It was as if anything could be poured into Ann, making her. A dream could be woven round her, and Ann could grow into that dream. That was a new fancy to Kate; she had always thought of people more as made than as constantly in the making. It opened up long paths of wondering. To all sides those paths were opening in those days--it was that that made them such eventful days. Down this path strayed the fancy how much people were made by the things which surrounded them--the things expected of them.