“Today I must go on with the story, or the story must go on with me. Carrying me inside it, along the…”

“Today I must go on with the story, or the story must go on with me. Carrying me inside it, along the track it must travel, straight to the end, weeping like a train, and deaf and single-eyed and locked tight shut, although I hurl myself against the walls of it, and scream and cry, and beg God himself to let me out.”

- Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace.