Mama, I know you used to ride the bus. Riding the bus, and itโs hot and bumpy and crowded and too noisy, and more than anything else in the world, you wanna get off. And the only reason in the world you donโt get off is itโs still fifty blocks from where youโre going. Well, I can get off right now if I want to. Because even if I ride fifty more years and get off then, itโs still the same place when I step down to it. Whenever I feel like it, I can get off. Whenever Iโve had enough, itโs my stop. Iโve had enough.
Marsha NormanPeople do think that if they avoid the truth, it might change to something better before they have to hear it.
Marsha Norman