Book: Flowers for Algernon. Page 9

Can't you see that I already linked?! I shouted, but noticing that from the next tables look at us, lowered Zdrojewski from the anger of the voice. - I - personality, person, man, I can't limit yourself with books, tapes and electronic mazes. Here you said: "Look at other women." What if I don't know any other women? All around you are screaming about. I look at the page in the book and see your face is not a blur from the distant past, but a real, living face. I touch it and it disappears... Then I want to rip the book to shreds and throw out the window!

Well, if this memory were a photograph so I could break it, and pieces in retaliation to throw in the face of the Norm.