On to Jean Rhys...

Same class, different text, better excerpt. I actually understand this one:

"You are thirsty, dried up with thirst, and yet you don't know it until somebody holds up water to your mouth and says: 'You're thirsty, drink.' It's like that. You are thirsty and you drink. And then you wonder all sorts of things, discontentedly and disconnectedly."

From After Leaving Mr. Mackenzie by Jean Rhys

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