“In some ultimate and unknowable sense, love might be an affair of pheromones just as it might be the marriage of true minds; love might be life’s grandest illusion just as it might be its realest thing. The point for Eugenides’s plot is that no amount of semiotic analysis can ever offer us an answer to the question. We know that the stories we have read and heard condition our ideas about love, and our ideas about everything. And we also know that we can never know how much those stories condition whom we love, what we love, how we love, or even that we love.”
Boston Review on Jeffrey Eugenides’ The Marriage Plot.
