Ariel Dorfman

Suicide Museum

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Whereas I would avert my eyes almost immediately, fearing to intrude. Or maybe it was the opposite kind of fear, that the person or persons scrutinized would guess how anxious I was to invade their privacy, figure out who they were, turn inside out the mnystery of who they might be, fear that I would be exposed as an inveterate voyeur, albeit a timorous one. Maybe I am being too harsh on myself. I have always gone out of my way, in fact, to respect the autonomy of my fellow humans. Gone too far, maybe. 

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