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“so one beauty melted in another, surviving youth and exquisite decline.”

feels like this sentence contains the entire novel’s aesthetic compressed into eleven words

In the calm after David had gone he thought lucidly of the Goyle that he’d seen and would perhaps never now own. His collector’s obsession seemed mere consolation, a sad shadow of his obsession with David, whom he would never own, but had borrowed for an astonishing few hours.

'the shadows of a later trouble were as tall as the houses.'