Molly Notkin's party: Joelle's overdose (pp. 230–231)
[…] the difference between suicide and homicide consisting perhaps only in where you think you discern the cage's door: Would she kill somebody else to get out of the cage? Was the allegedly fatally entertaining and scopophiliac thing Jim alleges he made out of her unveiled face here at the start of Y.T.S.D.B. a cage or really a door?
Context
Joelle watching a dancer at the party, extending the anchor's figure one turn further: if you're fused into the cage, the only question left is where you think the door is — and whether the Entertainment made from her face is a cage or an exit. The book's biggest question, asked in the theme's vocabulary.