#fidelity

My mind floats like ash. I blame myself most cruelly. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#infidelity #marriage #seperation #marriage

It is a pity he did not write in pencil. As you have no doubt frequently observed, the impression usually goes through -- a fact which has dissolved many a happy marriage. ↗

— Arthur Conan Doyle

#divorce #evidence #infidelity #marriage #pencils

I want to own this transition, not to simply swallow the shame of it entire. I will push for every little irony. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#divorce #husband #infidelity #marriage #seperation

It was always the same; other people gave up loving before she did. They got spoilt, or else they went away; in any case, they were partly to blame. Why did it happen so? She herself never changed; when she loved anyone, it was for life. She could not understand desertion; it was something so huge, so monstrous that the notion of it made her little heart break. ↗

— Émile Zola

#fidelity #love #loyalty #change

I saw my reflection in their eyes, but not the men themselves, not clearly. This preserved the idea that all intelligent and even vaguely attractive men were essentially good. Delusion detest focus and romance provides the veil. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#delusion #divorce #infidelity #marriage #men

Together we agree that there are few tableaus more pathetic than a woman poring over a plethora of self-help books, while in a small café across town her husband is sharing a bottle of Pouilly-Fuissé and fettucini Alfredo with a beautiful woman, fondling her fishnet knee and making careful plans to escape his life. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#divorce #infidelity #marriage #self-help #beauty

In so many senseless deaths, beauty is to blame. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#death #divorce #infidelity #marriage #seperation

Was he a bad man or just a foolish one? He didn't feel bad to himself. As a husband he believed himself to be essentially good and loyal. It just wasn't written in a man's nature to be monogamous, that was all. And he owed something to his nature even when his nature was at odds with his desire, which was to stay at home and cherish his wife. It was his nature – all nature, the rule of nature – that was the bastard, not him. ↗

— Howard Jacobson

#home

I hope it's that she simply doesn't figure large enough in his life to be worth mentioning, Vita thought. And then she thought, if that was the case. It was therefore rather pathetic that Suzie loomed larger for her than for Tim, that Suzie was in some ways a more real presence in her life than in his. What she thought it boiled down to was that she really didn't want the woman he left her for to be the true, profound love of his life. I auditioned for that role. I put so much effort into it, I loved it. I'm not ready to let it go to someone else. But you keep forgetting he didn't leave you, Vita - you left him. And then she thought, is this a slewed version of Aesop's dog in the manger? I don't want him - but I don't want him wanting anyone else? And then she thought, For God's sake, shut up! This is doing me no good at all. All this thinking and wondering that I do isn't going to change him or the past. What a waste of quarter of an hour - sifting through all that emotional JUNK. She knew there was nothing of value in it- she'd been through it with a fine toothcomb over and again. ↗

— Freya North

#over-thinking #the-other-woman #change

I know my vision is impaired and cannot be trusted with even the simplest tasks, much less dating. Not that I´ve come within talon distance of a man. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage