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350 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1977
”Seeking perfection, Ross …in life it’s dangerous, for it makes the less than perfect seem less than enough.”
”But one or two things have happened, Verity. Oh I know they are small things - small to set beside the great - and they are best forgot on both sides, and indeed many times are forgot. But now and then you do not have all the control of your feelings that you should have - and then thoughts and feelings surge up in you like - like and angry tide. And it is hard, sometimes it is hard to control the tide.”
Sometimes Demelza took out Hugh Armitage’s poems and read them over. Had ‘she’ inspired such passion?
She had heard people say that they didn’t want a future life, didn’t want to live again. This she could not understand. So far she had done so little, seen so little, She wanted and age, an icon of life to plumb it and savor it to the last drop.
Their relationship at this moment seemed the most impossible of resolution that had ever been. Everything they did, said, thought, took place behind endless barriers of hurt pride and misunderstanding.
”Perhaps we must just go on living, and learning, Ross.” “And loving,” said Ross. “That most of all.”
”…It is only now that can ever be, at any one moment. And at this moment, now, we are alive… and together. We can’t ask more. There isn’t any more to ask.”