“By now you must have guessed: I come from another planet. But I will never say to you, 'Take me to your leaders.' [...} Instead I will say, 'Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers; take me to your deaths.' These are worth it. These are what I have come for.”
―
Margaret Atwood,
Good Bones
