"The thing is, they repeat themselves and repeat themselves but they never get anywhere, they never seem to finish anything. Of course, I’m no better, I’m just the same, I’m stuck on that wretched term paper. Once I went to the zoo and there was a cage with this frenzied armadillo in it going around in figure-eights, just around and around in the same path…They say all caged animals get that way when they’re caged, it’s a form of psychosis, and even if you set the animals free after they go like that they’ll just run around in the same pattern. You read and read the material and after you’ve read the twentieth article you can’t make sense out of it anymore, and then you start thinking about the number of books that are published in any given year, in any given month, in any given week, and that’s just too much…."
—Margaret Atwood, The Edible Woman


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