Tell me where it hurts, she'd say. Stop howling. Just calm down and show me where. But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. … - Margaret Atwood

But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling.

This above all, to refuse to be a victim. Unless I can do that I can do nothing.

Nothing is more difficult than to understand the dead, I've found; but nothing is more dangerous than to ignore them.

Envoi

we had no voice
we had no name
we had no choice
we had one face
one face the same

we took the blame
it was no fair
but now w're here
we're all here too
the same as you

and now we follow
you, we find you
now, we call
to you to you
too wit too woo
too wit too woo
too woo

(The Maids sprout feathers, and fly away as owls.)