She frowned. The sentiment’s nice I guess. But you’ll have a hard time convincing someone to marry you with another man’s name on your arm. I said I’m eighteen and I’d prefer a grandpa to a husband.
They say the life of a woman is hard. You hold in pain, beauty is pain. But what if you don’t want to be beautiful? They also say that may cause more pain.
Attention isn’t always desirable. Take Medusa for example. She was once a beautiful mortal woman, attacked by a god in a temple. Her punishment? Snakes for hair and eternal isolation from men. You could ask her which she prefers, if you could look at her long enough to hold a conversation.
Lady Macbeth said “look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under it". Maybe if she had dressed as the serpent lives could have been spared and lies could have been saved for later or never. Either way by the time she found out it was too late.
In class someone said they didn’t know what he was trying to say, or what he means. They had read all of them and did not understand. There was no point and no unification. No main idea. Worse yet, they didn’t understand that he is a she, and that maybe the problem isn’t in her writing but instead in the reading.
Sometimes you spend so much time looking for closure that you lose the small amount you started with. If you make your own once, you’ll never have to again. I promise.
Adam knew it was bad too. That’s why he let it happen. She was an experiment or a guinea pig, until it had been done. Then she was trickery, lies, and deceit. Now they both knew, and she had to deal with the consequences. Poor Adam, we think. She was made for him, and look what she did. But if you had the opportunity would you have stopped her? Maybe the world would be different if he had thought of her instead of him.