January 9, 2021 | pp. 71-87 (through “I shall come to collect the keys. Alberico”)
“Since I have been here she had never made a meat-loaf but I’m sure that if she did make one it wouldn’t fall apart.”
A minor hell is where a person is forever remembered by her failed meat-loaf. Poor Lucrezia. Only Piero so far praises and believes in the meatloaf.
Two months into the novel, Giuseppe and Alberico are proven to be “a couple of real fools” for selling their apartments. The problem, though, is that if they could turn the clock back, they would have made the same, inevitable decisions.
“There’s a reason for everything. A stupid proverb because the things we do often have neither rhyme nor reasons to them.”
Giuseppe belongs to rare species of narcissists who are not afflicted with self-deception.
January 5, 2021 | pp. 1-20 (through “We will see one another next Saturday. I’ll bring Ignazio Fegiz. Egisto”)
January 11, 2021 | pp. 108-130 (through “Let me know if you are still sleeping in the room with the bear-cubs. Lucrezia”)
January 14, 2021 | pp. 171-191 (through “…in which your future is fated and all mapped out for you. Egisto.”)
January 16, 2021 | pp. 212-228 (through “I buy black underpants so that I won’t have to wash them so often.”)
January 17, 2021 | pp. 229-247 (through “I buy black underpants so that I won’t have to wash them so often.”)
January 18, 2021 | pp. 248-265 (through “…and anyway she doesn’t like children. Yours, Giuseppe)
January 19, 2021 | pp. 248-265 (through “…and anyway she doesn’t like children. Yours, Giuseppe)