girls forbidden to dance would only attract husbands with bad complexions and sunken chests.

The seeds of death get lost in the mess that God made us.

They were bound for college, husbands, child-rearing, unhappiness only dimly perceived- bound, in other words, for life.

The following doodle: a girl with pigtails is bent under the weight of a gigantic boulder. Her cheeks puff out, and her rounded lips expel steam. One widening steam cloud contains the word Pressure, darkly retraced.

If you think of even Tolstoy or a book like 'Anna Karenina,' you go from character to character, and each section is from the third person perspective of a different character, so you get to see the whole world a little more kaleidoscopically that way. That's traditional narrative manner, and I haven't done a book like that before, but I enjoyed it.

Children learn to speak Male or Female the way they learn to speak English or French.

There are some books that reached through the noise of life to grab you by the collar and speak only of the truest things.