“You know, I've been thinking: all the women in the books you like -- Sartre and Camus and all that -- they don't really exist. Not as people. They're only there to wait for the men. To love them and be loved back or not -- mostly not; to be beaten up or killed; to appear as a face on the wall of Meurseault's cell--” PeopleThinkingKnowsMenBookFacesWaitingWallCellsBeaten Author:Ahdaf Soueif
“If people can write to each other across space, why can they not write across time too?” PeopleIfsWritingSpace Book:The Map of Love Source: The Map of Love
