"As my friend Lucie says, you even miss tyranny once you're used to it. And that doesn't only apply to private life.
I don't miss tyranny. I killed my ex-husband with a dental drill last night even though I feel no hatred towards him. I'm sorry for him more than anything else. He's lonelier than I am and his body is riddled with a fatal disease. But then, aren't we all being gnawed at inside? Life is sad apart from the odd moments whenlove turns up.
I always used to ask why I was alive. Mum and Dad would never give me a straight answer. I expect they didn't know themselves. But who does?"
Ivan Klima
No Saints or Angels
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Monday, August 18, 2008
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