I know it sounds foolishly old fashioned, but I’m stuck with this idea that there’s something dignified and noble about facing your enemy and looking him in the eye before you thrust a saber in...

She wished she could help David to seem more legitimate. She wished she could do something to keep everything from being so undignified. Life seemed so uselessly extravagant.

Dignified in what she does, when she sings the smile that she brings to all of you unaware of what’s to come, I said tell me what’s to come.