Love, Again: A Novel

“There is absolutely nothing like love for showing how many different people can live inside one skin.”

“People are often in love, and they are usually not in love equally, or even at the same time. They fall in love with people not in love with them as if there were a law about it.”

“This fate of us all, to get old, or even to grow older, is one so cruel that while we spend every energy in trying to avert or postpone it, we in fact seldom allow the realisation to strike home sharp and cold: from being this…one becomes this, a husk without colour, above all without the lustre, the shine.”