Bradley, my marriage is over. I think my life is probably over. What a poor affair it has been.

I don't think she's had much of a life.""Well, a life is a life.""What does that mean?""One never knows. I daresay most lives are rotten. It's only when one's young one expects otherwise.

I'm just one long disappointment.

She felt intense disappointment, even a kind of guilt, as if she had missed something, perhaps forever. He had been there, she could have spoken to him. Could she call out now, cry his name? It was impossible.