Eerder las ik van Roth (o.a.) The plot against America.
Citaat: «The great biological joke on people is that you are intimate before you know anything about the other person. In the initial moment you understand everything. You are drawn to each other's surface initially, but you also intuit the fullest dimension. And the attraction doesn't have to be equivalent: she's attracted to one thing, you to the other. It's surface, it's curiosity, but then, boom, the dimension. It's nice that she is from Cuba, it's nice that her grandmother was this and her grandfather was that, it's nice that I play the piano and own a Kafka manuscript, but all this is merely a detour on the way to getting where we are going.» (p. 15-16; het mooie van dit boek is dat al deze dingen die nu zo onbeduidend lijken, later, als de hele affaire is afgelopen en de geliefden elkaar toch weer ontmoeten ineens wel belangrijk blijken.)