Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye
Why do you need them? You have me. I'll always be there for you. There is no need for others.
Where do you go?
I went. Again and again. With bad conscience. He was right. He was always there for me, spent his time with me, seemed to have no need of others. He was frozen in some strange loneliness without me. As I went for good he died after years in agony.
I'll never leave you, he said, full of reproach. There is just you and me, we have no need of others.
But one day you'll die and I have to live alone, I said.
This his heritage: his isolation is mine now.