written on the body
I always recommend this book and have been known to carry it around in my purse for sometimes months at a time, sharing passages with random people whenever I have the opportunity, its fantastically well written and it always speaks to me. I picked it up again because I loaned it to someone to use for a project.
A few years ago I loaned it to someone who wrote in the margins, underlined passages, tore the spine and kept it for a year before returning it. Oft times things of that nature, personal notes in books I find interesting only because they hold a bit of a person and a bit of their mystery (though less so when the book happens to be mine). It leaves questions and doors and windows in someone else’s psyche. Here is what she underlined :
‘You’ll get over it…’ It’s the cliches that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever. You don’t get over it because ‘it’ is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it. The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over…This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?
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