The lover`s discourse was of an extreme solitude. The solitude was extreme because it wasn`t physical. It was extreme because you felt it while in the company of the person you loved. It was extreme because it was in your head, the most solitary of places.
Jeffrey EugenidesThe window was still open.โ Mr Lisbon said. โI donโt think weโd ever remembered to shut it. It was all clear to me. I knew I had to close it or else sheโd go on jumping out of it forever
Jeffrey Eugenides