"On Green Dolphin Street" by Sebastian Faulks

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What was it in that face that was a self-renewing source of wonder to her? Each time she looked away, she found she had forgotten it; she could not memorize its features. [...] Was this evanescence the key to its peculiar power over her, or was it the other way around: did the fierceness with which she gazed at him cause the loss of focus? It didn't matter, because the result was the same, a hunger for his presence that his presence could not sate.