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Paul Rose
Lydia Rose is Alicia’s aunt, Paul’s father, and Vernon’s sister. Lydia is physically fearsome and very overweight; her weight becomes a subject of caricature in Alicia’s painting, and the resulting artwork drives a deep wedge between aunt and niece. But Lydia and Alicia have never been close, in part because Lydia is an angry and manipulative woman and in part because she believes that Alicia is an ungrateful “bitch.” In the novel, Lydia is shown to be emotionally abusive to her son Paul, making him attend to her every whim and thus stunting his growth.
Lydia Rose Quotes in The Silent Patient
The The Silent Patient quotes below are all either spoken by Lydia Rose or refer to Lydia Rose. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
).
Part 4, Chapter 11
Quotes
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Nothing. I just want to talk.”
So we talked. We talked about Lydia and Paul, and about her mother, and the summer she died. We talked about Alicia’s childhood—and mine. I told her about my father, and growing up in that house; she seemed curious to know as much as possible about my past and what had shaped me and made me who I am.
I remember thinking, There’s no going back now. We were crashing through every last boundary between therapist and patient. Soon it would be impossible to tell who was who.
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Lydia Rose Quotes in The Silent Patient
The The Silent Patient quotes below are all either spoken by Lydia Rose or refer to Lydia Rose. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
).
Part 4, Chapter 11
Quotes
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Nothing. I just want to talk.”
So we talked. We talked about Lydia and Paul, and about her mother, and the summer she died. We talked about Alicia’s childhood—and mine. I told her about my father, and growing up in that house; she seemed curious to know as much as possible about my past and what had shaped me and made me who I am.
I remember thinking, There’s no going back now. We were crashing through every last boundary between therapist and patient. Soon it would be impossible to tell who was who.
Related Characters:
Page Number and Citation:
Explanation and Analysis:
