This last night we tear into each other, as if to wound, as if to find the key to everything before morning.
Michael OndaatjeIn the book the relationship with Katharine and Almasy is sort of only in the patient's mind.
Michael OndaatjeShe had grown older. And he loved her more now than he had loved her when he understood her better, when she was the product of her parents. What she was now was what she herself had decided to become.
Michael OndaatjeA love story is not about those who lost their heart but about those who find that sullen inhabitant who, when it is stumbled upon, means the body can fool no one, can fool nothingโnot the wisdom of sleep or the habit of social graces. It is a consuming of oneself and the past.
Michael Ondaatje