Learn a language of another country and then you can go to that country: a place where the problems of your family will not follow. A language they do not speak.

Stones and bones; snow and frost; seeds and beans and polliwogs. Paths and twigs, assorted kisses, We all know who Daddy misses! His two little frogs of girls, that’s who. They know where they are, do you, do you?

You could not be filled with hate and be beautiful. Like any other girl, I wanted to be beautiful. But I was filled with hate.

I was like I was in science class: I was curious.

Loss could be used as a measure of beauty in a woman.

I wanted to be the moron of the family, because morons seemed to have more fun, more freedom and more personality.

Learn a language of another country and then you can go to that country: a place where the problems of your family will not follow. A language they do not speak.