{"id":3397,"date":"2025-08-05T09:42:09","date_gmt":"2025-08-04T23:42:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/?p=3397"},"modified":"2025-08-05T09:42:09","modified_gmt":"2025-08-04T23:42:09","slug":"the-lost-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/the-lost-life\/","title":{"rendered":"The Lost Life, Steven Carroll, Australia, 2009"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">Towards<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> the end of <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>The Lost Life<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">, Carroll\u2019s first book in his T.S. Eliot Quartet, Miss Emily Hale says to eighteen-year-old Catherine: \u201c<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>We must grasp our moments as they arise (\u2026) never, never assume that they will come back. People may come back into our lives, but not the time or the moment. And, in the end, not even the people either, for they will be changed. They will not be the same\u2026<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-3402\" src=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Lost-Life.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"474\" height=\"733\" srcset=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Lost-Life.jpeg 474w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Lost-Life-194x300.jpeg 194w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Lost-Life-175x270.jpeg 175w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 474px) 100vw, 474px\" \/><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">In the early part of the twentieth-century, Miss Emily Hale meets Thomas Stearns Eliot at Harvard where they are both studying. They become firm friends though they are never romantically involved, and then in 1915, while in England, Eliot marries Vivienne Haigh-Wood (the focus of Carroll\u2019s fourth book in the Quartet). Although Eliot and Vivienne have a <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">strong<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> creative connection, Vivienne is mentally unstable and the marriage breaks down <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">completely<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> in 1933. <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>The Lost Life<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">, set in 1934, centres <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">on<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> Eliot and Emily Hale <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">as they spend<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> a few summer weeks \u2013 side-by-side more than together &#8211; in the south of England;<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> the relationship has never been anything but platonic, and Emily is forced to face up to what her life could have been and what she has irretrievably lost.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3398\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3398\" style=\"width: 634px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-3398\" src=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Burnt-Norton.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"634\" height=\"426\" srcset=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Burnt-Norton.jpeg 634w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Burnt-Norton-300x202.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Burnt-Norton-402x270.jpeg 402w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 634px) 100vw, 634px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3398\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Burnt Norton (The Daily Mail)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">The book opens at Burnt Norton, a deserted manor house in Gloucestershire, where a fictional couple, Catherine and Daniel, the antithesis of Emily Hale and Thomas Eliot, secretly observe the middle-aged couple\u2019s innocent, <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">and somewhat peculiar,<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> rendezvous in the rose garden. <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">The two young people, poised on the cusp of studies and new places, have only recently discovered each other, and <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">Catherine <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">is juggling her infatuation with Daniel with a summer job,<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> cleaning the house where Emily is staying.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3399\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3399\" style=\"width: 474px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-3399\" src=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Carroll.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"474\" height=\"494\" srcset=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Carroll.jpeg 474w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Carroll-288x300.jpeg 288w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Carroll-259x270.jpeg 259w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 474px) 100vw, 474px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3399\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Steven Carroll (Words on the Waves)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">Sometime l<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">ater, Hale, unaware that Catherine ha<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">d<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> observed her <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">and her friend<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> in the garden, confides to the young girl that her relationship with her \u2018special friend\u2019 is different, and Catherine understands that by \u2018different\u2019 Hale means spiritual rather than physical. <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">Nevertheless,<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> unable to ignore the immediacy of Catherine and Daniel\u2019s relationship, Emily wonders if \u2018different\u2019 is what she really wants, and seeks a strange kind of satisfaction for her romantic, unrequited yearnings through providing a space for Catherine and Daniel to spend time together on their own. Emily Hale\u2019s life may have been shaped by her disappointment and her longing, but parallel feelings of loss can also be detected in the opening<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> lines<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> of T.S. Eliot\u2019s poem <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Burnt Norton, <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">published in 1935<\/span><\/span><\/span><i> <\/i><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">(the first of his <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">F<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">our Quartets)<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">: <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, sans-serif;\"><i><span lang=\"en-GB\">Time present and time past<\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, sans-serif;\"><i>Are both perhaps present in time future,<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, sans-serif;\"><i>And time future contained in time past.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, sans-serif;\"><i>If all time is eternally present<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>All time is unredeemable.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>What might have been is an abstraction<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Remaining a perpetual possibility<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Only in a world of speculation.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>What might have been and what has been<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Point to one end, which is always present.<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Footfalls echo in the memory<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Down the passage which we did not take<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Towards the door we never opened<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>Into the rose-garden <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">(<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">\u2026<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">)<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3400\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3400\" style=\"width: 640px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-large wp-image-3400\" src=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Eliot-1024x817.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"511\" srcset=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Eliot-1024x817.jpeg 1024w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Eliot-300x239.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Eliot-768x612.jpeg 768w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Eliot-1536x1225.jpeg 1536w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Eliot-339x270.jpeg 339w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Eliot.jpeg 1600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3400\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">T.S.Eliot (Britannica)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">With the poem its obvious inspiration, this is a book about loss, misguided expectations and what could have been. It is beautifully written; nothing is superfluous; everything matters. Although focused on Emily Hale, Carroll\u2019s description of Catherine\u2019s meeting with Vivienne in London is haunting in its depiction of a love that goes beyond the ordinary to something that, while being furious, distraught and insane, knows no limitations. <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">I<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">t is suggested that Hale may have been Eliot\u2019s muse, <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">but <\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">Vivienne was obviously the fire that kindled his creativity, and in spite of the relationship being both destructive and traumatic, it resulted in some of Eliot\u2019s greatest work. When he was informed of his wife\u2019s death in 1947, it is said that he<\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> buried his face in his hands before crying &#8216;Oh God, oh God.&#8217;\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3403\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3403\" style=\"width: 425px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-3403\" src=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Vivienne.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"425\" height=\"301\" srcset=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Vivienne.jpeg 425w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Vivienne-300x212.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Vivienne-381x270.jpeg 381w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 425px) 100vw, 425px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3403\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Vivienne Eliot (Alchetron)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">One of the key scenes in the novel is a performance in the village church of Beethoven\u2019s <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">S<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">tring <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">Q<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">uartet <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">No. 15<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> in A minor. Gustavo Dudamel (conductor and violinist) describes the quartet as \u201cone of the most famous and deeply personal movements in all of the quartet literature\u201d, and it is not difficult to imagine Carroll selecting it both for its sublimity and its complex connection with the different anxieties <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">and joys<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> experienced <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">individually <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">by the four characters in his novel. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">Catherine and Daniel, mirroring (in Emily\u2019s mind at least) what could have been, give the story a <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">sense of freedom<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> while offering a contrast to Emily\u2019s restricted life with its regret and self-inflicted sadness. Although Eliot exists only as a shadow figure at the furthest edge of the stage, his presence <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">strongly <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">permeates the story \u2013 both real and fictional \u2013 <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">joining <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">the <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">many conflicting<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> experiences<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">. The beautiful prose, the thought-provoking images and ideas, <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">(<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">against<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"> the imagined sounds of Beethoven\u2019s string quartet<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">)<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">, make this a book <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">not only a book <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">to be <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">remembered but also one to be pondered over<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3401\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3401\" style=\"width: 474px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-3401\" src=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Emily.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"474\" height=\"632\" srcset=\"https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Emily.jpeg 474w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Emily-225x300.jpeg 225w, https:\/\/diane.eklund.abolins.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/07\/Emily-203x270.jpeg 203w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 474px) 100vw, 474px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3401\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Emily Hale (tseliot.com)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p align=\"left\"><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">The four books of Carroll\u2019s Quartet are: <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\"><i>The Lost Life, A World of Other People, A New England Affair, Goodnight Vivienne, Goodnight<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #202122;\"><span style=\"font-family: Liberation Sans, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Towards the end of The Lost Life, Carroll\u2019s first book in his T.S. Eliot Quartet, Miss Emily Hale says to eighteen-year-old Catherine: \u201cWe must grasp our moments as they arise (\u2026) never, never assume that they will come back. People may come back into our lives, but not the time or the moment. 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