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364 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1940
“Why couldn’t we let each other alone? ” she asked in a low voice. “We fell in love because we were so different. Then all we did was twist and pull at each other, trying to make changes that couldn’t be made—”
“I know. Why should anyone do that? Why is it that we can’t think of any higher destiny for the people we love than that they become just like ourselves?”
"We think olden times were simple because we know how grandpa’s problems were solved, and any problem is simple when you can look up the answer in the back of the book."
If they had behaved with a decent sense of responsibility toward each other and toward the children they had no right to have until they were ready to stop being children themselves, this would not have happened. How strange it was, Eleanor thought as she watched the trees glide past, you were told the accumulated wisdom of generations who had suffered to acquire their knowledge, and you simply did not believe it. Those difficult rules might be right for other people, but as for yourself, you were going to get what you wanted. You were the center of your own universe and intended to have supremacy in it.
“That’s not just because we love each other , Kester. We’ve always loved each other. But I think it’s because we know now how hard it is to win this and how easy it is to risk losing it. And how terribly precious it is!”