‎”She is miserable and angry and tells us so, insistently. There are tears. There is a lot of hurtling about London, with the city in the grip of disturbing, unseasonable weather, hot and airless. She is grief-stricken, half-crazed by her unhappiness. But how much do we care? We were not witnesses to her idyll with the Head Curator of Metals. Grief stated, even stated repeatedly, is no more than that, the statement of something.” 

Andrew Miller on Peter Carey’s protagonist in “The Chemistry of Tears,” in the New York Times Book Review.