βAre you serious?β βCompletely.β βYouβre telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.β βI want to sleep on top!β βTommy, youβre not helping.β
The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth. — Kate Chopin, The Awakening
