There were few things worse than being ordinary, in Evie’s opinion. Ordinary was for suckers.

And when it comes, her kiss is like something not so much felt as found.

Everything is randomly connected.

To each his own magic.

Brought to you by The Corporation: In your homes and in your pants.

I want to ask him if it’s possible that a girl can be born unlovable, or does she just become that way?

The ladies pass the timee with gossip and hearsay. This is what they have in place of freedom- gime and gossip. Their lives are small and careful. I do not wish to live this way. I should like to make my mark. To venture opinions that may not be polite or even correct but are mine nonetheless. If I am to be hanged for anything, I should like to feel that I go to the gallows on my own strength.