I should have liked to have had him beside me in a glass coffin, so that I could watch him all the time and he would not have been able to get away from me.
Angela CarterShe said to the Daisy girl with her big brown eyes: 'I will not have it plain. No. Fancy. It must be fancy!' She meant her future. A moon-daisy dropped to the floor, down from her hair, like a faintly derisive sign from heaven.
Angela CarterI know that whenever a group of women are gathered together, the grandmother always makes a phantom appearance, hovering above them.
Angela CarterMother is in herself a concrete denial of the idea of sexual pleasure since her sexuality has been placed at the service of reproductive function alone. She is the perpetually violated passive principle; her autonomy has been sufficiently eroded by the presence within her of the embryo she brought to term. Her unthinking ability to reproduce, which is her pride, is, since it is beyond choice, not a specific virtue of her own.
Angela Carter