Howard Belsey is an Englishman abroad, an academic teaching in Wellington, a college town in New England. Married young, thirty years later he is struggling to revive his love for his African American wife, Kiki. Meanwhile, his three teenage children — Jerome, Zora and Levi — are each seeking... read more
“In Claire’s presence, you were not faulty or badly designed, no, not at all. You were the fitting receptacle and instrument of your talents and beliefs and desires.”
He did not consider if or how or why he loved them. They were just love: they were the first evidence he ever had of love, and they would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.Highlighted by 26 Kindle customers
On Beauty No, we could not itemize the list of sins they can’t forgive us. The beautiful don’t lack the wound. It is always beginning to snow. Of sins they can’t forgive us speech is beautifully useless. It is always beginning to snow. The beautiful know this. Speech is beautifully useless.Highlighted by 24 Kindle customers
Claire spoke often in her poetry of the idea of ‘fittingness’: that is, when your chosen pursuit and your ability to achieve it – no matter how small or insignificant both might be – are matched exactly, are fitting. This, Claire argued, is when we become truly human, fully ourselves, beautiful.Highlighted by 23 Kindle customers
And so it happened again, the daily miracle whereby interiority opens out and brings to bloom the million-petalled flower of being here, in the world, with other people. Neither as hard as she had thought it might be nor as easy as it appeared.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
When you are no longer in the sexual universe – when you are supposedly too old, or too big, or simply no longer thought of in that way – apparently a whole new range of male reactions to you come into play.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
It was in the air, or so it seemed to Kiki, this hatred of women and their bodies – it seeped in with every draught in the house; people brought it home on their shoes, they breathed it in off their newspapers. There was no way to control it.Highlighted by 18 Kindle customers
He just did not believe, as his father did, that time is how you spend your love.Highlighted by 17 Kindle customers
This interested Howard, for a moment: the idea that he could no longer gauge the luxuries of his own life.Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
She had packed them too heavy. The greatest lie ever told about love is that it sets you free.Highlighted by 12 Kindle customers
You don’t have favourites among your children, but you do have allies.Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
1 kipps and belsey
2 the anatomy lesson
3 on beauty and being wrong
author's note
Preceded by Fingersmith, and followed by Everything Is Illuminated.
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