The former is isolation and the latter is a prison.
It's a cruel selection.
“It’s still you.
It’s still you.”

- Margaret Atwood, from Shapechangers In Winter (via violentwavesofemotion)


The reason Canadians are so nice is easily explained. Once a year, on the sixth full moon all Canadian’s gather beneath the stars and perform a ritual that sucks all their meanness and cruelty and places it in Canadian Geese.