
"She was no longer the listless creature who had lived at his side in a state of sullen self-absorption, but a mysterious, alien presence, an evil energy secreted from the long years of silent brooding. It was this sense of his helplessness that sharpened his antipathy. There had never been anything in her that one could appeal to."
Once we stop talking, there is no way to start again. There is too much that has to be said to know where to start.