“THERE WAS A TIME""There was a time, everything was fine.You got drunk on the day like it was wine.And all the children,They put flowers in their hair.And all the grown-ups,They put daggers there instead.”

“bringing up children was]like living with a bunch of drunks...you really have to be on your toes all the time.”

“I think everything is happening all the time, but if you don't put yourself in the path of it, you miss it.”

“Oh, was not all suffering time, were not all forms of tormenting oneself and being afraid time, was not everything hard, everything hostile in the world gone and overcome as soon as one had overcome time, as soon as time would have been put out of existence by one's thoughts?”

“She saw the children. They have been given viruses to educate them. From three weeks old they could speak and do basic arithmetic. By ten, they had been made adult, forced like flowers to bloom early. But they were not flowers of love. They were flowers of work, to be put to work. There was no time.”

“Men are all alike. Grown-up children.”