Very young girls think they can become anything: princesses, doctors, teachers, actresses. An ugly child knows she will always be just ugly.
An ugly child has no plans for the future. She fears it and does not look forward to it, because she cannot imagine it to be any better than the present. She listens to the plans made by other girls and knows, has always known, that they do not concern her. So she thinks she feels no sorrow if she happens to guess the wishes of those describing their own future as models, singers, airline stewardesses, ballerinas, barristers, physicians, office workers or professors. That is the other girls’ world. At times she catches herself thinking there might be work that can be done while remaining hidden, staying indoors, in the dark – but she does not know about that and is scared to ask.
Just like there is no work, so there is no partner in her future: she knows that no-one will ever feel for her anything more benevolent than pity.
An ugly child cannot even love the past, since it does not carry any happy memories. In fact she wishes with all her strength that she could erase bad memories, but she cannot, because even the hurt of being offended is life, and thus preferable to the nothingness of indifference.
An ugly child can of course have dreams, but each awakening causes her to sink deeper and deeper down, and so she soon loses that art.