“If Niall could see Marianne, he would say: don’t tell me. You like her. It’s true she is Connell’s type, maybe even the originary model of the type: elegant, bored-looking, with an impression of perfect self-assurance. And he’s attracted to her, he can admit that. After these months away from home, life seems much larger, and his personal dramas less significant. He’s not the same anxious, repressed person he was in school, when his attraction to her felt terrifying, like an oncoming train, and he threw her under it.” LoveGrowthAttractionObsessionNormal PeopleSally RooneyIrish LiteratureIrish FictionContemporary Ficton Book:Normal People Source: Normal People
“At times he has the sensation that he and Marianne are like figure skaters, improvising their discussions so adeptly and in such perfect synchronisation that it surprises them both. She tosses herself gracefully into the air, and each time, without knowing how he's going to do it, he catches her.” LoveFriendshipAttractionConversationsNormal PeopleIrish WriterSally RooneyIrish Fiction Book:Normal People Source: Normal People