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‘Anyone who met her in passing might get the impression that 'love' was easy for her—a switch she could turn on or off, people who came & went, people she loved & stopped loving. It could seem like a simple mechanism with a narrow register—In reality : she was an ocean of feelings, with more gradients & nuances than she could handle— crammed in behind her eyelids. There was an intimate racket in there, never ending.’

‘Some books stay in your bones long after their titles & details have slipped from memory. Literature was our favourite game. We had similar tastes—opinions divergent enough to make—discussions interesting. She thought it was her duty to finish a book she’d started—It was the same way with most things in life—Maybe this—was what made me feel so safe—she’d never yield to an impulse to leave. I relaxed & surrendered.’