#the uncoupling

[maryannmackey]

They had been getting dressed together in the master bedroom suite of their house; Bev was at the dresser and Ed was behind her, toying at length with his cuff links. She looked up and saw both their reflections in the mirror. Her husband was slender, trim, hairless, patrician, and though his hedge fund had tanked along with everything else in the economy, still he kept his head up, and still they personally stayed rich. Ed Cutler had been part of the ruin of the country in recent years, but Bev had never spoken aloud the disturbing thought she had, which was: Look what you did. You and all the others.

The Uncoupling, Meg Wolitzer

[bookquotesforthesoul]

Unlike most of the men she'd been attracted to, Gavin McCleary did not seem aware of himself as a body in space, nor had he seemed aware of her. So of course she had wanted to make him aware.

Meg Wolitzer, The Uncoupling

[lurrren]

"Sometimes, you just had to wait and wait until the other person was ready to speak. It could take awhile; it could take forever."

The Uncoupling; Meg Wolitzer

[ktbergs]

She felt as if she were unfolding, unclasping, being saturated, falling to bits, intensely whirled around like someone blindfolded and about to smack a pinata. Truthfully? It was exceptionally great, though there wasn't a free moment in which you could reflect upon the greatness, for you were too busy.  Your body just kept experiencing.

The Uncoupling by Meg Wolitzer

[everynighticutoutmyheart]

Which somehow was even a little true if you applied it to your own life, your own history, because what you knew and felt and wanted now, and the way you could love now, had a long valley of seriousness running through it that had perhaps always been there, though to a lesser extent.

The Uncoupling by Meg Wolitzer

[brookensever]

The generation that had information, but no context. Butter, but no bread. Craving, but no longing.

The Uncoupling

[lucybiederman]

She hadn't been able to see [the spell], but it was real. Otherwise, why would you rise up from your enclosed and well-defended self and go be with that other person? Why would you open your life, the most secret entries into yourself, to someone you didn't really know? Who would do that unless she had to?

Meg Wolitzer, "The Uncoupling"

[lucybiederman]

But the one who loved less--or acted as if they did--was always in charge, and that was the way the world went.

from "The Uncoupling," by Meg Wolitzer