[...] 'What a quiet life our family has been leading,' said Gregor to himself, and as he sat there motionless staring into the darkness he felt great pride in the fact that he had been able to provide a life for his parents and sister in such a fine flat. But what if all the quiet, the comfort, the contentment were now to end in horror? To keep himself from being lost in such thoughts Gregor took refuge in movement and crawled up and down the room.

Gregor must now try to propitiate his father

With a kind of mulishness his father persisted in keeping his uniform on even in the house

she rushed in high dudgeon into the living room

[...] They grew quieter and half unconsciously exchanged glances of complete agreement, having come to the conclusion that it would soon be time to find a good husband for her. And it was like a comfirmation of their new dreams and excellent intentions that at the end of their journey their daughter sprang to her feet first and stretched her young body.