“This is Bridget. She is tall. She is small. She thinks she is large.”
“This is Gaelle. She has beautiful crinkly hands. She sits. She has piercing blue eyes and measures
7 squiggly snakes across her boobs.”
7 squiggly snakes across her boobs.”
“You held out your hand for an egg, and fate put into it a scorpion. Show no consternation; close your fingers firmly upon the gift; let it sting through your palm. Never mind; in time, after your hand and arm
have swelled and quivered long with torture, the squeezed scorpion will die, and you will have learned the
great lesson how to endure without a sob.”
– Charlotte Brontë