Honestly

I know there is more to life than just the books you read, the places you go, the clothes you wear, the makeup, the sweaters, British accents, chocolate, the music you listen to, algebra, food, gum that tastes like ice cream, mustaches, Harry Potter.
But those are things I live in, not for, and more. I live in televisions and cars shaped like cubes and iPods and loud cities with pedestrians and screeching cars.
And I don't think I was born in the wrong era.
And I have no aspiration to be a Hepburn in a Hilton world.
So you can leave me with my televisions and loud cities and go off in your Jane Austen novels if that's what makes you happy.

Because we're all allowed to be happy.