““So, you are not so much interested in exploring your feelings about Joy's betrayal. Or the failure of your relationship. You are merely giving me a tour of the museum.' 'The museum? ... I don't follow you.' 'Your museum of pain. Your sanctuary of justifiable indignation.' 'I, uh...' 'We all superintend such a place, I suppose,' she said, 'although some of us are more painstaking curators than others. That is the category in which I would certainly put you, Dominick. You are a meticulous steward of the pain and injustices people have visited upon you.””
