From Todd Babiak's The Garneau Block:


Just think, in silence.
It was torture.
Does any woman, really, know herself well enough to enjoy the cacophony of her own thoughts? Piano teachers, maybe, and evangelical Christian housewives who volunteer a lot, but who else?
... A spot at the back of her skull grew hot. She reached back and touched the spot, and realized the silence was ruining her psychological equilibrium. By this time tomorrow she would be on antidepressants with the rest of her generation.


"The physicality of it is extraodinary. I cannot imagine going through [pregnancy] myself. Men are so very lucky. Our burdens are light."
"Unless you're fruity."
"Indeed, fruitiness is a heavy thing to carry."