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Light Years
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This is a portrait of marriage. I felt very touched by the lives he describes, not so much for their own travails, but in recognition of my own. There is such sadness in expectations unfulfilled. Our lives do not follow the script we write as inexperienced authors of our lives. We drift apart, do not, cannot travel like paired rails to a common destination. I guess that is what this book is about. I found it lyrical as well as sad, beautifully written, not the heroic in the world, the challenged macho man common to many other Salter works (Solo Faces, The Hunters come to mind)
P 24
There are really two kinds of life鈥he one people believe you are living, and there is the other. It is this other which causes the trouble, the other we long to see.
P 35
Life is contemptuous of knowledge; it forces it to sit in the anterooms, to wait outside. Passion, energy, lies: these are what life admires. Still, anything can be endured if all humanity is watching. The martyrs prove it. We live in the attention of others. We turn to it as flowers to the sun.
P 45
He wants his children to have an old life and a new life, a life that is indivisible from all lives past, that grows from them, exceeds them, and another that is original, pure, free, that is beyond the prejudice which protects us, the habit that gives us shape. He wants them to know both degradation and sainthood, the one without humiliation, the other without ignorance. He is preparing them for this voyage. It is as if there is only a single hour, and in that hour, all the provender must be gathered, all the advice offered. He longs for the one line to give them that they will always remember, that will embrace everything, that will point the way, but he cannot find the line, he cannot recognize it. It is more precious, he knows, than anything else they might own, but he does not have it.
P 300
Of them all, it [parental love] was the true love. Of them all, it was the best. That other, that sumptuous love which made one drunk, which one longed for, envied, believed in, that was not life. It was what life was seeking; it was a suspension of life. But to be close to a child, for whom one spent everything, whose life was protected and nourished by one鈥檚 own, to have that child beside one, at peace, was the real, the deepest, the only joy.
Other Salter books I have read (far too few)
-----1956 - The Hunters
-----1979 - Solo Faces
P 24
There are really two kinds of life鈥he one people believe you are living, and there is the other. It is this other which causes the trouble, the other we long to see.
P 35
Life is contemptuous of knowledge; it forces it to sit in the anterooms, to wait outside. Passion, energy, lies: these are what life admires. Still, anything can be endured if all humanity is watching. The martyrs prove it. We live in the attention of others. We turn to it as flowers to the sun.
P 45
He wants his children to have an old life and a new life, a life that is indivisible from all lives past, that grows from them, exceeds them, and another that is original, pure, free, that is beyond the prejudice which protects us, the habit that gives us shape. He wants them to know both degradation and sainthood, the one without humiliation, the other without ignorance. He is preparing them for this voyage. It is as if there is only a single hour, and in that hour, all the provender must be gathered, all the advice offered. He longs for the one line to give them that they will always remember, that will embrace everything, that will point the way, but he cannot find the line, he cannot recognize it. It is more precious, he knows, than anything else they might own, but he does not have it.
P 300
Of them all, it [parental love] was the true love. Of them all, it was the best. That other, that sumptuous love which made one drunk, which one longed for, envied, believed in, that was not life. It was what life was seeking; it was a suspension of life. But to be close to a child, for whom one spent everything, whose life was protected and nourished by one鈥檚 own, to have that child beside one, at peace, was the real, the deepest, the only joy.
Other Salter books I have read (far too few)
-----1956 - The Hunters
-----1979 - Solo Faces
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There is much wisdom in this book, and nets full of heart.

This was my first book ... I'm glad I discovered him. Wish I had read him before he died last yea..."
Yeah, eleven years ago. I had read a couple previously, but I have not been back to his work since. I expect to some day.



Happy to know you have it on your list as well, Sabah. I agree about the quotes. They convinced me to read it. Hope you get to it soon, so I can enjoy your review. You're way too awesome reviewer. :)

Will, I definitely would. Just finished it and I was blown away. I wanted to thank you again. If it wasn鈥檛 for you and Elyse, I would have never found this absolutely incredible book.


Thank you, Sheila. I was quite touched by this book.

Thanks, Marita. I was not writing then the sort of reviews I write these days, thus the quotes.

As is your review. I've recently finished this book: my first Salter, and so good, I immediately ordered another. "recognition of... sadness in expectations unfulfilled". Extraordinary.
