Could a broken bowl be mended and called whole?
It might be called whole, but what of it?
Was it not broken and mended?
Swiney: We must work. We must make money. But more than that Bella, we must experience everything. Not just the good, but degradation, horror, sadness. This makes us whole Bella, makes us people of substance. Not flighty, untouched children. Then we can know the world. And when we know the world, the world is ours.
Bella Baxter: I want that.
Swiney: Now go and fuck someone and bring me ten francs.