"She often suspected that her last words to herself and in this world will prove to be "You bloody old fool" or, perhaps, depending on the mood of the day or the time of the night, "you fucking idiot". As the speeding car hits the tree, or the unserviced boiler explodes, or the smoke and flames fill the hallway, or the grip on the high guttering gives way, those will be her last words. She isn´t to know for sure that it will be so, but she suspects it. In her latter years, she´s become deeply interested in the phrase "Call no man happy until he is dead". Or no woman, come to that. "Call no woman happy until she is dead."
Från sidan 1 i The dark flood rises av Margaret Drabble.
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