“I had said goodbye to her once before, but it took everything I had to say goodbye to her then, again, for the last time, like poor Orpheus turning for a last backward glance at the ghost of his only love and in the same heartbeat losing her forever: hinc illae lacrimae, hence those tears.”
“He refused to see anything about any of us except our most engaging qualities, which he cultivated and magnified to the exclusion of all our tedious and less desirable ones.”
“Julian himself was constantly in the process of reinventing the people and events around him, conferring kindness, or wisdom, or bravery, or charm, on actions which contained nothing of the sort. It was one of the reasons I loved him: for that flattering light in which he saw me, for the person I was when I was with him, for what it was he allowed me to be.”
“Nothing is lonelier or more disorienting than insomnia.”
“I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.”
“One likes to think that there's something in it, that old platitude amor vincit omnia. But if I've learned one thing in my short sad life, it is that that particular platitude is a lie. Love doesn't conquer everything. And whoever thinks it does is a fool.”
Richard: Poet and friend of Clarissa Vaughan. Former lover of Clarissa and Louis but now, 30 years later, great friends with Clarissa. Richard has one a prestigious award, which Clarissa plans to help him celebrate. He is very ill.
“I don't know if I can take this. You know. The party and the ceremony, and then the hour after that, and the hour after that.”
Richard: The abusive step-father who drinks and can't hold a job. A static character with no endearing qualiites.
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