"How can it strike so suddenly? Without warning, without preparation?Should it not grow on you, taking its time, so that when the moment comes when you think 'I love', you know - or at least you imagine you know - what it is you love? How can it be that a set of shoulders, the rhythm of a stride, the shadow of a strand of hair falling on a forehead can cause the tides of the heart to ebb and to flow?" (p. 48) #manbookershortlist1999 #egyptianlit
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