The Door

by Magda Szabó

Whoever was on top, however promising, and whether he was on top in her own interests or not, they were all the same, all oppressors.

you planned something for a particular hour of the day, and then everything fell apart because someone somewhere else had made other arrangements.

Afterwards, what you went through makes you so clever you wish you could become stupid again,

even my morality is just discipline, the result of training at home, in school and in my family, or self-imposed.