“The second man I meet is Andrew, and he has dirty fingernails so I can't notice if he is nice or not. I can even eat my brown sugar and butter crêpes because, oy gevalt , I'm so distracted by… — Gabrielle Zevin Copy Share Image
Few people today muck around in earth, and when on international flights, I often find I have the only decently dirty fingernails. — Bill Mollison Copy Share Image
