• Because each grief is not something to be experienced and overcome, like a severe but finite bout of illness. She has learned this. It is absorbed into the self, it becomes a part of the self. A change occurs; mysterious, intangible, but definite. The person is altered forever by it.
  • 'There is something, isn't there? Tell me that you know there is something.' And by something, of course, he means: everything.
  • He realises what this is, with a new, terrifying clarity. This is the moment upon which a whole life turns. He will return to it, time and again, over the years. It will be with him until the end of his days.
  • 'I mean it. I say it, because I mean it'. He takes her hand; she does not resist. With one finger he traces a semi-circle in the soft skin on the inside of her wrist. 'I will come back.'
  • 'She did it because she loved you. Can you see it now? If she had loved you a little less, and herself a little more, she would not have let you go.'
  • The loss was something he wore upon his person. Even if you had not known his story, I think, you would have seen it on him. You would have thought: here is a man grieving for something.
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