J.M. Coetzee

"The memory of his mother on her bicycle does not leave him. She pedals away up Poplar Avenue, escaping from him, escaping towards her own desire. He does not want her to go. He does not want her to have a desire of her own. He wants her always to be in the house, waiting for him when he comes home."

Boyhood by J.M. Coetzee
Secker & Warburg, London, 1997
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