"How long can you love me
and keep me by your side
before you are completely bored and fed up of me,
begging for me to get out of your life?"
"Honestly speaking, I have no idea."
“I would never be part of anything.
I would never really belong anywhere,
and I knew it, and all my life would be the same,
trying to belong, and failing.
Always something would go wrong.
I am a stranger and I always will be,
and after all I didn’t really care.”
— Jean Rhys, Smile Please: An Unfinished Autobiography