How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life. Told to others, but โ mainly โ to ourselves.
Julian BarnesYou put together two people who have not been put together before; and sometimes the world is changed, sometimes not. They may crash and burn, or burn and crash. But sometimes, something new is made, and then the world is changed. Together, in that first exaltation, that first roaring sense of uplift, they are greater than their two separate selves. Together, they see further, and they see more clearly.
Julian BarnesThe ways in which a book, once read, stays (and changes) in the reader's mind are unpredictable.
Julian BarnesThis is what those who havenโt crossed the tropic of grief often fail to understand: the fact that someone is dead may mean that they are not alive, but doesnโt mean that they do not exist.
Julian Barnes