Status Updates From Wunschloses Unglück: Erzählung

“To her, every book was an account of her own life, and in reading she came to life; for the first time, she came out of her shell; she learned to talk about ‘herself’; and with each book she had more ideas on the subject. Little by little, I learned something about her.”

“So my grandfather saved, until the inflation of the twenties ate up all his savings. Then he began to save again, not only by setting aside unneeded money but also and above all by compressing his own needs and demanding the same frugality of his children as well; his wife, being a woman, had never so much as dreamed that any other life was possible.”

no sé por qué pero la narración me va sacando :/

“She felt sorry for him; often her pity left her defenseless when he wasn’t suffering at all and she merely thought of him in connection with some object which to her mind stood for her own past despair: a washbasin with cracked enamel, a tiny electric hot plate, blackened by boiled-over milk.”

“everything in her life had conspired to inculcate a kind of love that remains fixated on a particular irreplaceable object.”