I have an elbow that bends the wrong way, and I'd do things like stand in an elevator and the doors would close, and I'd pretend that my arm had got caught in it, and then I'd scream, 'Ow, ow, put it back!'
If you do not know how to ask the right question, you discover nothing.
Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.

