The Testaments (The Handmaid’s Tale, #2)

by Margaret Atwood

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I took the one most travelled by. It was littered with corpses, as such roads are. But as you will have noticed, my own corpse is not among them.

One person alone is not a full person: we exist in relation to others. I was one person: I risked becoming no person.