Saturday, February 13, 2016

What is lesbian love?

She used to imagine love between women as a languid extension of friendship. Something Virginia Woolf-ish involving tea and conversation and sofas and afternoon eliding into evening, a small lamp needing to be turned on, but left unlit. And so she was brought up shot by [her sister] Alice's exhausting—even just to witness—passion for Maude, her desolation since Maude walked out of her life.
Carol Anshaw, Carry the One (New York: Simon & Schuster, 2012), p. 63

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