It is easier to tell a story of how people wound one another than of what binds them together. - Anne Carson

Language is what eases the pain of living with other people, language is what makes the wounds come open again.

And now time is rushing towards them

where they stand side by side with arms touching, immortality on their faces,

night at their back.

She doesn't get to say much in the official biography — I believe they are out of wine, etc., practical things — watching with one eye as he goes about the world calling himself The Son Of Man.