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Sometimes I don’t understand, but accept what the lightning tells me, for the lightning is me. It entered me when I was a baby and never left.
they couldn’t fix me, for I didn’t think I was broke.
It was comical how quick they went from being poor to thinking rich.
It felt so good and so horrible to say these things aloud that I thought I might be sick.
“Just for this moment, and then I will be alone again in the world. It is hard when there’s no one to hold on to.”
It is not easy to let someone go, even when they have said unforgivable things to you.
That is all she will get, I thought: a scrap of thanks crowded out by far more talk of glory for beast and man. Her name will never be recorded in scientific journals or books, but will be forgotten. So be it. A woman’s life is always a compromise.
was caught in between, and always would be. That brought freedom, but it was lonely too.
Her ichthyosaurs and plesiosaurs are on display at the Natural History Museum in London, and the headless plesiosaur Cuvier bought from her is on display in the Palaeontology Gallery of the Musée National d’Histoire Naturelle in Paris.
