Someday

"And while you and the rest of your kind are battling together — year after year — for this special privilege of being 'bored to death,' the 'real girl' that you're asking about, the marvelous girl, the girl with the big, beautiful, unspoken thoughts in her head, the girl with the big, brave, undone deeds in her heart, the girl that stories are made of, the girl whom you call 'improbable' — is moping off alone in some dark, cold corner — or sitting forlornly partnerless against the bleak wall of the ballroom—or hiding shyly up in the dressing-room

— waiting to be discovered..and loved."