All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel. …Think about it. There’s escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, capturing the wolves, taming the wolves. Being thrown to the wolves, or throwing others to the wolves so the wolves will eat them instead of you. Running with the wolf pack. Turning into a wolf. Best of all, turning into the head wolf. No other decent stories exist.
Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid’s Tale (via moonbrains)
THIS MAKES ME MISS LIVVY (who should read Margaret Atwood if she hasn’t, btw)
But plans are one thing and fate another. When they coincide, success results. Yet success mustn’t be considered the absolute. It is questionable, for that matter, whether success is an adequate response to life. Success can eliminate as many options as failure.
Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues (via galaxywax)
[[soon it will be summer and we can get back to reading Tom Robbins at sunrise aka how life should be]]