-Nobody can force you to smile, she says. -What? I ask. But I know she’s not even talking to me, only to herself, as if she’s the last person left in the room. -They can make you show your teeth, but what good is that? Nobody can make you smile against your will.

-Nobody can force you to smile, she says. -What? I ask. But I know she’s not even talking to me, only to herself, as if she’s the last person left in the room. -They can make you show your teeth, but what good is that? Nobody can make you smile against your will.

– Hugo Hamilton –

The Speckled People: A Memoir of a Half-Irish Childhood

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