Some travelers think they want to go to foreign places but are dismayed when the places turn out actually to be foreign.
Margaret AtwoodNight falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or a burning city. Maybe night falls because itโs heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket.
Margaret AtwoodAll you have to do, I tell myself, is keep your mouth shut and look stupid. It shouldn't be that hard.
Margaret AtwoodShe knows herself to be at the mercy of events, and she knows by now that events have no mercy.
Margaret Atwood