“Fuck you! They don't rape you, do they? He doesn't come in here once a month and read you a little scripture and stick his cock up your ass? I said I was happy!”
More from Margaret Atwood
“Pray for us, who once, too, thought we could fly.”
“Every love story is a tragedy if you wait long enough.”
“In this house, little things mean everything.”
“I should be ashamed of myself to take such delight in the suffering of others.”