She thinks, That is how a man speaks. And that is why.
The power seeks its outlet. These things have happened before, they will happen again. These things are always happening.
My choice of quotes from The Power, this year’s winner of the Baileys Women’s Prize for Fiction.
Maybe nubile teeny girl fans with Goth eye makeup, and stick marks tattooed on their necks like the Frankenstein creature, and dotted lines around their wrists with CUT HERE instructions, will visit his grave and leave him tributes composed of withered roses and whitened chicken bones. They send stuff like that to him already, and he’s not even dead.
My most favourite passage in the collection.