Some people write letters, in the library. — Margaret Atwood, In Other Worlds: SF and the Human Imagination
Some people write letters, in the library. — Margaret Atwood, In Other Worlds: SF and the Human Imagination
Some people write letters, in the library. — Margaret Atwood, In Other Worlds: SF and the Human Imagination
Some people write letters, in the library. — Margaret Atwood, In Other Worlds: SF and the Human Imagination
Some people write letters, in the library. — Margaret Atwood, In Other Worlds: SF and the Human Imagination
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Some people write letters, in the library.

— Margaret Atwood, In Other Worlds: SF and the Human Imagination
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