For most of the time we were married I was in love with Diana Maitland. Never had her, never came within a mile of her, but, oh, Christ, I could’ve died for that girl. Ah, I used to wonder if you knew what I was going through, but then I’d figure it didn’t matter anyway because you were probably in love with Paul – or if not with Paul then with Tom Nelson, or else with some romantic abstraction of a man who’d turn out to be about twenty-nine times stronger and better than me. Know what we did, Lucy? You and me? We spent our whole lives yearning. Isn’t that the God damndest thing?

— Young Hearts Crying - Richard Yates (1984).
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