An ordinary life used to look something like this: born into a growing family, you help rear your siblings, have the first of your own half-dozen or even dozen children soon after you're grown, and die before your youngest has… — Jill Lepore Copy Share Image
You can't control where you are born, and when you're growing up, until you've seen something else, you're just living your life. — Rick Famuyiwa Copy Share Image
