She could just pack up and leave, but she does not visualize what's beyond ahead.
Núria AñóTags: strength pain gender reason woman women freedom identity integrity courage feminism self-determination misogyny hypocrisy self-awareness relationship realism womanhood dignity eye-opening insecurity women-s-rights abuse domestic-abuse women-writers dignity-for-survival domestic-violence gender-inequality double-standard women-s-day leave-home nuria-ano leave-the-past painfully catalan-writer catalan-writers dignity-of-women dv spanish-writer spanish-writers
I lay there for three whole days, totally paralyzed. My friends helped me to the bathroom and anywhere else I needed to move; but I have very vague impressions of those days because it was a time of complete darkness for me. Somebody told me later that what I had was a form of hysteria: my body and my mid fled into paralysis. There was nothing wrong with me organically, but somewhere inside I suffered a complete breakdown.
Diet EmanTags: darkness psychology realism hysteria breakdown paralysis mind-power
You'd like Freedom, Truth, and Justice, wouldn't you, Comrade Sergeant?' said Reg encouragingly.
'I'd like a hard-boiled egg,' said Vimes, shaking the match out.
There was some nervous laughter, but Reg looked offended.
'In the circumstances, Sergeant, I think we should set our sights a little higher--'
'Well, yes, we could,' said Vimes, coming down the steps. He glanced at the sheets of papers in front of Reg. The man cared. He really did. And he was serious. He really was. 'But...well, Reg, tomorrow the sun will come up again, and I'm pretty sure that whatever happens we won't have found Freedom, and there won't be a whole lot of Justice, and I'm damn sure we won't have found Truth. But it's just possible that I might get a hard-boiled egg.
Tags: truth freedom justice revolution realism cynicsm hard-boiled-egg
With all my soul I wished to be good, but I was young, passionate and alone, completely alone when I sought goodness. Every time I tried to express my most sincere desire, which was to be morally good, I met with contempt and ridicule, but as soon as I yielded to low passions I was praised and encouraged.
Leo TolstoyTags: thought confession realism
Science Fiction properly conceived, like all serious fiction, however funny, is a way of trying to describe what is going on, what people actually do and feel, how people relate to everything else in this vast sack, this belly of the universe, this womb of things to be and tomb of things that were, this unending story. In it, as in all fiction, there is room enough to keep even Man where he belongs, in his place in the scheme of things, there is time enough to gather plenty of wild oats and sow them, too, and sing to little Oom, and listen to Ool's joke, and watch newts, and still the story isn't over. Still there are seeds to be gathered and room in the bag of stars.
Ursula K. Le GuinTags: women relationships science-fiction novels realism carrier-bag-theory-of-fiction
One cannot play fast and loose with what one knows to be true.
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