#SundaySentence, again from Claire Messud’s The Last Life

“Was it that tense that locked him, perhaps, the pluperfect: the turning before he knew there was a turning, the choice made before he had known there was such a thing as choice, so that any future he might have wanted glimmered in that unreachable place, the might-have-been?”

Who would ever think that the explanation of a verb tense could encapsulate a family tragedy so beautifully?