Sarangi

“That evening, Marie came to see me and asked me if I wanted to marry her. I said that it was all the same to me and that we could get married if she wanted to. Then she wanted to know if I loved her. I replied as I had once before that that didn't mean anything, but said I was pretty sure I didn't love her. 'Why marry me, then?' she asked. I explained that it was of no importance whatsoever but if that was what she wanted, we could get married. And besides, she was the one asking and I was happy to say yes. She then remarked that marriage was a serious business. I said: 'Not at all. She said nothing for a moment, just looked at me in silence. Then she spoke. She simply wanted to know if I would say yes to any other woman who asked me, if I were involved with her in the same way. I said: 'Of course.' She then wondered if she loved me, but there was no way I could know anything about that. After another moment's silence, she murmured that I was very strange, that she undoubtedly loved me for that very reason, but that one day she might find me repulsive, for the same reason. When I said nothing, because I had nothing more to say, she smiled, put her arm through mine and said that she wanted to marry me. I said we could do it as soon as she wanted.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger

“Then came July like three o'clock in the afternoon, hot and listless and miserable.”
― Allie Ray, Holler

“Often father and daughter look down on mother (woman) together. They exchange meaningful glances when she misses a point. They agree that she is not bright as they are, cannot reason as they do. This collusion does not save the daughter from the mother’s fate.”
― Bonnie Burstow, Radical Feminist Therapy: Working in the Context of Violence

“When I woke up, I understood why my boss hadn't seemed very happy when I asked for two days off: today is Saturday. I had more or less forgotten that, but realized it when I got up. My boss, quite naturally, must have thought that would mean I'd have four days off, including Sunday, which he probably wouldn't have liked. But then again, it's not my fault that Mama's funeral was yesterday instead of today, and I still would have had Saturday and Sunday off in any case. Of course, that doesn't mean I can't understand why my boss wasn't happy.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger