November 19, 2008

Page 170

"No, I don't love you.  But you have got under my guard.  You have moved and touched me, in a way in which I no longer care to be moved and touched.  You are like a nerve that I had managed to deaden, and I am annoyed to find it coming to life.  I shall do my utmost to kill it off again as soon as possible.  After all, I am not in the business of losing my centrality."

- Hotel du Lac, Anita Brookner

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