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What I underlined in “Falling Together” by Marisa de los Santos

27 February 2012

I read Marisa de los Santos’ first two books, Love Walked In and its sequel Belong to Me, last year, and loved them both. I was so excited to hear that her newest book, Falling Together, had just arrived, yet I was also apprehensive. Would I like it as much as the other two? Would I miss the characters that I had gotten to know through the first two books, this one being unrelated to the first two?

Don’t worry, I loved it! For the first few chapters, I still had my doubts, and I was slow to warm to the new characters. But once it got going, I was rapt and I simultaneously couldn’t wait to finish and wanted it to last as long as possible.

As I usually do, I marked a few passages, and want to write about them here:

“‘Nobody falls out of love, scoffed Pen. ‘They just realize they were never in love in the first place.'” — I disagree with this. I think instead that there are many versions of being “in love,” and sometimes that can end. The kind of love Pen is talking about, though, (which she describes later on) is a kind you’re not likely to fall out of.

“Certainly, he knew New Yorkers who didn’t really believe life happened anywhere else or people in Asheville who couldn’t imagine living without hills and co-op groceries and a shiny downtown like something out of a movie. … But, as he considered all of this, Will realized that he agreed with Pen: there were people he could live with anywhere and have that place be home.” — I love this idea, and I believe it’s true, though I haven’t necessarily found those people yet. Or, I have, but I do not live with them now.

You are like me. You like your little pockets of solitude, but you’re not made for being alone for long. There were people who could live on their own and be happy, and then there were people like Pen and Margaret who needed the falling together, the daily work of giving and taking and talk and touch.” — This is me. I need the falling together, the daily talk and touch!

“Sometimes there is nothing to do but surrender yourself to wonder. … You must stop measuring–over and over–the line between loving and being in love.” — I agree. I love the feeling of wonder. A few pages later, Pen is hit with the realisation that what she is looking at, the beautiful scene where she is, has existed all this time, her whole life, while she was over somewhere else living her life not realising it was there. The idea that there are so many places and things and people living and going about their regular, every-day lives without knowing about each others’ existence is sometimes mind-boggling.

“No matter what happens, loving someone to the best of your ability is exactly the right thing to do. It’s the only thing to do.” — self-explanatory

“…you and Will were my family. You were the lights of my life.” — I like that description of family, being defined as the “lights of my life.”

I just went onto Marisa de los Santos’ facebook page to find a photo of the book, and in her photos, found one of Edith! This is fabulous because Edith is a girl in a stained glass window in the novel, and I didn’t realise that Marisa had brought this into the novel from her own life. It’s cool to see a tiny glimpse into the formation of the novel!

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