"when she had been married a little while, she concluded that love was half a longing of a kind that possession did nothing to mitigate... but because the seahorses themselves were so arch, so antic and heraldic, and armored in the husks of insects. it was the seahorses themselves that she wanted to see as soon as she took her eyes away, and that she wanted to see even when she was looking at them. the wanting never subsided until something - a quarrel, a visit - took her attention away. in the same way her daughters would touch her and watch her and follow her, for a while."
marilynne robinson, housekeeping, pg 12, 13
marilynne robinson, housekeeping, pg 12, 13
