"Of course I had inklings, about his slipperiness, his wiliness, his foxiness - how can I put this? - his unscrupulousness, but I turned a blind eye. I kept my mouth shut; or, if I opened it, I sang his praises. I didn't contradict, I didn't ask awkward questions, I didn't dig deep. I wanted happy endings in those days, and happy endings are best achieved by keeping the right door locked and going to sleep during the rampages." ~ Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
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