Friday, November 30, 2007

Well of Loneliness Part II

I think that this might be one of the saddest deaths from all the books that I have ever read:

"When she had gone Jamie veered round abruptly and walked back into the empty studio. Then all in a moment the floodgates gave way and she wept and she wept like a creature demented. Bewailing the life of hardship and exile that had sapped Barbara's strenght and weakened her spirit; bewailing the cruel dispensaiton of fate that had forced them to leave their home in the Higlands; bewailing the terrible thign that is death to those who, still loving, must look upon it. Yet all the exquisite pain of this parting seemed as nothign to an anguish that was far more subtle: 'I can't mourn her without bringing shame on her name - I can't go back home now and mourn her...' "
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And so Jamie who dared not go home to Beedles for fear of shaming the woman she loved, Jamie who dared not openly mourn lest Barbara's name be defiled through her mourning, Jamie had dared to go home to God - to trust herself to His more perfect mercy, even as Barbara had gone home before her.
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Stephen would again and again go over those last heartrending days with Barbara and Jamie, railing against the outrageous injustice that had led to their tragic and miserable ending. She would clench her hands in a kind of fury. How long was this persecution to continue? How long would God sit still and endure this insult offered to his creation? How long tolerate the preposeterous statement that inversion was not a part of nature? For since it existed what else could it be? All things that existed were a part of nature!

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