5 yr old after day's work that began at 5 AM, was tired and refused to be photographed, the mother said, 'Oh, She's ugly,' said picking shrimp was very hard on the fingers, Biloxi, MS, by Lewis Wickes Hine 1911
Pulp Fiction Mia: Don't you hate that? Vincent: What? Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable? Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question. Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.