People tend to either like/loathe Zadie‘s fiction writing. I prefer her essays, but this book is my favourite. I was reminded of it when I saw this quote.
The one thing you aren‘t allowed to say in “proper society” is how hard motherhood is, how much it steals from you, how you may not do it again given the chance, which has nothing to do with your love for your children, but the reality of the role. And people will judge you for thinking this.