And then I reached the age where being beautiful becomes the most important thing a woman can be. As long as you're a man, you still have opportunities. Whereas, if you're a woman, you either are a daughter or a wife. You marry—or you’re a daughter all your life.
Outside the sky waits, beckoning, beckoning, just beyond the bars. How can you remain staring at the rain, maddened by the stars? How is it you sing anything? How is it you sing?
will my first—born daughter be labeled as a martyr and nailed to the cross for the sins of her father? should i even bother to raise her or disregard her? a lamb to the slaughter, she's already dead.
nothing's changed. you'll go home. you'll be bored. you'll be ignored. no one will listen to you —— REALLY listen to you. you're too clever and you're too quiet for them to understand. they don't even get your name right.