“I've come down in the world. I've slid to a place where the ceiling is low and there isn't much room for me to move.Most of the time I'm used to it ... I accepted my sentence and do not brood or look back. But sometimes a shift makes me remember. Routine is ruffled and a new start makes me suddenly conscious of what I've become -” WorldLooksSometimesRememberMovingRoomsLowsConsciousSentencesAcceptedRoutineCeilingsNew Start Book:Minaret Source: Minaret
