Monday, July 18, 2011
Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates
What a fantastic book! I loved the writing and how the author captured the nuances of a relationship so perfectly. But, wow. Heavy. These likable authentic characters struggled so hard for recognition only to discover they were often their own worst enemy.
He was doing his best to reconstruct the quarrel in his mind, but it was hopeless. He couldn't even tell whether he was angry or contrite, whether it was forgiveness he wanted or the power to forgive. pg32
He always felt it necessary to defend the Campbells to Mrs. Givings, whose view seemed to be that anyone who lived in the Revolutionary Hill Estates deserved at best a tactful condescension. pg44
Oh, she'd made up her mind all right. It had been easy to decide in favor of love on Bethune Street, in favor walking proud and naked on the grass rug of an apartment that caught the morning sun among its makeshift chairs, its French travel posters and its bookcase made of packing crate slats - an apartment where half the fun of having an affair was that it was just like being married, and where later, after a trip to city hall and back, after a ceremonial collecting of the other two keys from the other two men, half the fun of being married was that it was just like having an affair. pg50
*I did have some trouble accepting the ending, though.