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A review by moonpix
The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton
5.0
Utterly absorbing! And deeply depressing. Nothing is better than the social critique as tragic romance novel. I don't wanna stay at your party / I just wanna be your tugboat captain.....
"He had built up within himself a kind of sanctuary in which she throned among his secret thoughts and longings. Little by little it became the scene of his real life, of his only rational activities; thither he brought the books he read, the ideas and feelings which nourished him, his judgments and his visions. Outside it, in the scene of his actual life, he moved with a growing sense of unreality and insufficiency, blundering against familiar prejudices and traditional points of view as an absent-minded man goes on bumping into the furniture of his own room. Absent-that was what he was: so absent from everything most densely real and near to those about him that it sometimes startled him to find they still imagined he was there."
"He had built up within himself a kind of sanctuary in which she throned among his secret thoughts and longings. Little by little it became the scene of his real life, of his only rational activities; thither he brought the books he read, the ideas and feelings which nourished him, his judgments and his visions. Outside it, in the scene of his actual life, he moved with a growing sense of unreality and insufficiency, blundering against familiar prejudices and traditional points of view as an absent-minded man goes on bumping into the furniture of his own room. Absent-that was what he was: so absent from everything most densely real and near to those about him that it sometimes startled him to find they still imagined he was there."