Avid reader and book enthusiast. Blogging against the forgetfulness of everyday life. I read and review in English and German.
My father came and I began to tell him that I wanted to ride the sorrel mare. He said, 'Get in the cart,' and rode on by. He had looked at me as a woman among the other women, a squawking hen among the poultry. He had changed his soul for his power.
"Always Coming Home" – Ursula K. Le Guin (p. 195)