← Nurse stronger than fever, nurse stronger than nightmares, stronger than the shadow of the wardrobe that stares at you from the wall and keeps changing, stronger than the thousand silent insects that keep gnawing away all night long, stronger than the night itself with its mad song you can't hear; nurse, stronger than death. 🔊✎
← What will it be, my happiness? What kind of happy woman is little Antigone going to become? What miserable things is she going to have to do, her as well, so that she can gnaw out her little morsel of happiness? Tell me, who's she going to lie to, who's she going to smile at, who's she going to sell herself to? Who's she going to let die while she looks the other way? 🔊✎