Diplomatic Quote by Sebastian Barry
““Whose sleeve do I have to grip, to tell my story to? It used to be Bet. Now, sleeveless. And I am sure I gripped her sleeve many a time too many. In my own parlance, 'feasting' on her energy, and giving nothing back. Well, maybe. We had most excellent days. We were the king and queen of coffee in the morning, in the dark of winter, in the early morning sun of summer that came right in our windows, right in, to wake us. Ah, yes, small matters. Small matters, that we call sanity, or the cloth that makes sanity. Talking to her in those times made - no, God preserve me from sentimentality. Those days are over. Now we are two foreign countries and we simply have our embassies in the same house. Relations are friendly but strictly diplomatic. There is an underlying sense of rumour, of judgement, of memory, like two peoples that have once committed grave crimes against each other, but in another generation. We are a statelet of the Baltics. Except, blast her, she has never done anything to me. It is atrocity all one way.””
About This Quote
Source Novel: “The Secret Scripture”, 2008
A relationship once intimate becomes distant, reflecting on memory, loss, and the fragility of sanity.
In simple terms: Love fades, memory persists.
Cherish connections while they last.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- personal journaling
- therapy
- reconciliation
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you honor past love without clinging?
- What boundaries protect emotional health?
Romanticizing the past can hinder present healing.