Damage

There is an internal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outlines all our lives.

Those who are lucky enough to find it ease like water over a stone, onto its fluid contours, and are home.

Some find it in the place of their birth; others may leave a seaside town, parched, and find themselves refreshed in the desert. There are those born in rolling countryside who are really only at ease in the intense and busy lonliness of the city.

For some, the search is for the imprints of another; a child or a mother, a grandfather or a brother, a lover, a husband, a wife, or a foe.

We may go through our lives happy or unhappy, successful or unfulfilled, loved or unloved, without ever standing cold with the shock of recognition, without ever feeling the agony as the twisted iron in our soul unlocks itself and we slip at last into place.

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The above quote is from Damage by Josephine Hart, one of my favorite books ever. It was also made into a motion picture starring Jeremy Irons (yum yum) and Juliette Binoche. Damage is a dark tale of mutual obsession so compelling you drown in the story.

A successful MP and doctor falls for his son's fiancee and his world is forever changed beyond recognition.