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“The failed, the frustrated lives pass on, leaving no trace. The place must be full of ghosts… And young Holland, where did he die? Where is the swamp into which he drove his face? Lost, lost, the inconsiderable, anguished deed in the blind hurry of time. The perfect boy faced downwards in a swamp….

“With stars in her eyes and veils in her hair, with cyclamen and wild violets-what nonsense was he thinking? She was fifty at least; she had eight children. Stepping through fields of flowers and taking to her breast buds that had broken and lambs that had fallen; with the stars in her eyes and the wind in her hair—He had hold of her bag.”

“All at once he realized this: it was this:—she was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.”

I relate to Mureth a bit too much

I can't walk this island at night, not once, without seeing my daughter looming up ahead, out of my reach. I couldn't give Grace a father or a home or even the assurance that I loved her. But Grinne, please God, can get all of it. Everything I've been saving and hoarding like a miserly woman in my heart, all these long years.

Ok, so I’m reading this domestic novel from 1857 and I’m having a silly goofy time so I thought I’d start listing the funniest conflicts from each chapter

1. Going to a Catholic Church (also thinking that there’s a 25 ¢ admission fee lol)
2. Going to a circus 😱
3. Getting drunk! 😵‍💫
4. Fixing a wayward boy by SENDING HIM TO THE NAVY. (Cue Navy by the Village People)