The Marriage Plot

by Jeffrey Eugenides

“Do you always objectify women or just when you’re traveling in Europe?” “Just looking at women doesn’t mean I objectify them.” “What are you doing to them, then?” “Looking at them.” “Because you want to fuck them.” This was, more or less, true.

Claire wasn’t the first college girl to call him out for sexist behavior. It had been happening for years.

He was sick of craving, of wanting, of hoping, of losing.

There were a lot of things to admire about the Quakers.

I fucking knew it was a Mitchell chapter when it started with this sentence.