A very interesting short novel. I would say between Passing and Quicksand I prefer Passing. They have similar themes and character narratives and both ended in a manner I did not anticipate. Quicksand gives a deeper feeling of sadness and demoralization than Passing which isn’t necessarily a good or bad thing. I walked away from this book with the sense of understanding how important it is to find love and belonging within yourself—if you don’t, you end up searching for it in physical locations, communities and relationships that can only fulfill certain needs. It’s unfortunate Nella Larsen’s literary canon was so limited, would’ve loved to have more to read from her.