If misery spelled revolt, we should have had nothing but revolt from the beginning of time. On the contrary, it is quite rare.
Christina SteadAnyone would think a thin stick like me, weak and miserable, would go down with everything: do you think I get more than my old cough every winter? I bet I live till ninety, with all my aches and pains. To think that's fifty more years of the Great-I-Am.
Christina Stead