True vice, my lady, would frighten us all, if it did not wear the mask of virtue. (p.56)
Henrietta was bitter. Nothing in her life had turned out well. Like everyone else, she had striven all her life to achieve happiness. Yet it seemed to her that she had never been happy.
No matter how many times you fail, you must try again, and use your previously gained experience in order to win the next time. That’s how life works. Main is to never stop believing in yourself and who you are. If you don’t know who you are, you must go and find your true identity. You must fight to get what you want. No one will serve you some nectar in a golden glass. Life is all about battle and sweat.
No, my family is Russian, Georgian, via Ellis Island.