The face staring back at me isn't beautiful but she isn't something that would scare the horses, either.

When I dream, I dream of him.

Just once I’d like to meet a fella who isn’t a phony. Somebody who doesn’t wanna buy me a fur so he can show me off to his boys.

You are unique, and this is a beautiful, beautiful thing, grasshopper.

We sit and listen and are enthralled anew, for good stories, it seems, never lose their magic.

I know it. I know I shall make beastly mistakes, Father-" "The world does not forgive mistakes so quickly, my girl." He sounds bitter and sad. "If the world will not forgive me," I say softly, "I shall have to learn to forgive myself." He nods in understanding. "And how will you marry? Or do you intend to marry?" I think of Kartik, and tears threaten. "I shall meet someone one day, as Mother found you.

Everything is randomly connected.