Battle Cries and Champagne

"Land-locked for so long, I’d forgotten the omniverous inscrutability of the sea, how it nibbles the earth with a mouth of water, how it ignores us."
— Angela Carter, The Passion of New Eve

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"She sleeps. And now she wakes each day a little less. And, each day, takes less and less nourishment, as if grudging the least moment of wakefulness, for, from the movement under her eyelids, and the somnolent gestures of her hands and feet, it seems as if her dreams grow more urgent and intense, as if the life she lives in the closed world of dreams is now about to possess her utterly, as if her small, increasingly reluctant wakenings were an interpretation of some more vital existence, so she is loath to spend even those necessary moments of wakefulness with us, wakings strange as her sleepings. Her marvellous fate - a sleep more lifelike than the living, a dream which consumes the world."
Nights at the Circus - Angela Carter

"What is marriage but prostitution to one man instead of many?"
Nights at the Circus - Angela Carter