"Space is the chief problem. Books are like a bad family---there are those you love, and those you are indifferent to; idiots and mad cousins who you would banish except others enjoy their company; wrongheaded but fascinating eccentrics and dreamy geniuses; orphaned grandchildren; and endless brothers-in-law simply taking up space who you wish you could send straight to hell. Except you can't, for the most part. You must house them and make them comfortable and worry about them when they go on trips and there is never enough room."
All I will say is that Elizabeth McCracken has managed to tell a very sad story of a relationship that is at once pure, genuine, and taboo, and tell it with brilliant wit. I can't believe I hadn't read this book until now.