Julie G (remembering the good old days of GRs)’s Reviews > The Lover > Status Update

She was a married woman, but it was a dead couple, the husband appeared not to notice anything.

I was very serious, I stayed like that too long, too late, I lost the taste for my own pleasure.

Our first confidants. . . are our lovers, the people we meet away from our various homes, first in the streets. . . then on ocean liners and trains, and then all over the place.

We're united in a fundamental shame at having to live.

He often weeps because he can't find the strength to love beyond fear.

It's a place of distress, shipwrecked.

Chinese is a language that's shouted the way I always imagine desert languages are, it's a language that's incredibly foreign.

It was too late for us to be reunited. We knew it at first glance. There was nothing left to reunite.

You didn't have to attract desire. Either it was in the woman who aroused it or it didn't exist. Either it was there at first glance or else it had never been. It was instant knowledge of sexual relationship or it was nothing.

Very early in my life it was too late.