There are hints that a benign version of a Sadeian society is still emerging, of tormentors and willing victims.
“Then you realize: night gives the world back its natural, original appearance, without sugar-coating it; day is a flight of fancy, light a slight exception, an oversight, a disruption of the order. The world in fact is dark, almost black. Motionless and cold.”
Olga Tokarczuk | Flights