But some people can't tell where it hurts. They can't calm down. They can't ever stop howling. - Margaret Atwood

They had been pathetically eager to have the wedding in the family church. Their reaction though, as far as she could estimate the reactions of people who were now so remote from her, was less elated glee than a quiet, rather smug satisfaction, as though their fears about the effects of her university education, never stated but aways apparent, had been calmed at last. They had probably been worried she would turn into a high-school teacher or a maiden aunt or a dope addict or a female executive, or that she would undergo some shocking physical transformation, like developing muscles and a deep voice or growing moss.

As we know from the study of history, no new system can impose itself upon a previous one without incorporating many of the elements to be found in the latter...

Freedom, like everything else, is relative.