“ Together we were something less, which felt like such a relief, to not be ourselves for a while. ”
Until the notion of Helmet-Assisted Life catches on with more people, you may be seen as a threat if you wear a helmet during moments of intimacy. Yet it might also be true that relaxed intimacy cannot occur unless the head is fully protected.
~ Ben Marcus
When a man modifies or adorns a woman's name, or dispatches an endearment into her vicinity, he is attempting at once to alter and deny her, to dilute the privacy of the category she has inherited and to require that she respond as someone quite less than herself.
Suspense left my life a long time ago, now it has returned. I do not care for it.
What treaty is it that finally separates those two territories, the hard resolve of our exteriors and the terrible disaster on our insides?
