Justine

A few quotes from a book I finished recently

"Unaware that their mother city was dying, the living still sat there in the open street,like caryatids supporting the darkness, the pains of futurity upon their very eyelids."

"there is no pain compared to that of loving a woman who makes her body accessible to one and yet who is incapableof delivering her true self-becaues she does not know where to find it."

"...and gradually his voice ran down likea time-piece overcome by the weight of seconds."

"a graceful silver-haired man whose austere features had always seemed to me to demand a violin under them in order to set them off."

"I feel as if heaven lay close upon the earth and I between them both, breathing through the eye of a needle."

"By the way, she's not a Marxist as yet, simply a work-mystic..."

all from "Justine", one quarter of "The Alexandria Quartet", by Lawrence Durrell.