the MOST beautiful love scene i have ever, ever read. the reconcilation of grief.

"There was very little that anyone could say to clarify what happened next. Nothing that would separate Sex from Love. Or Needs from Feelings.

Except perhaps no Watcher watched through Rahel's eyes. No one stared out of a window at the sea. Or a boat in the river. Or a passerby in the midst in a hat.

Except perhaps that it was a little cold. A little wet. But very quiet. The Air.

But what was there to say?

Only that there were tears. Only that Quietness and Emptiness fitted together like stacked spoons. Only that there was a snuffling in the hollows at the base of a lovely throat only that a hard honey colored shoulder had a semicircle of teeth marks on it. Only that they held each other close, long after it was over. Only that what they shared that night was not happiness, but hideous grief.

Only that one again they broke the Love Laws. That lay down who should be loved. And how. And how much." - Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

the whole book is gorgeous and so moving.