Annabel, Annabel, where did you go? I’ve looked high and I’ve looked low.
I’ve looked low and I’ve looked high . . .

— Kat Goldman

Different though the sexes are, they inter-mix.
In every human being a vacillation from one sex to the other takes place,
and often it is only the clothes that keep the male or female likeness, while underneath
the sex is the very opposite of what it is above.

— Virginia Woolf