Miss Macintosh, My Darling

I can't say I finished this book, but I have read it. Its sentences can be pages long, its allusions run into other allusions which turn into yet other allusions. But the characters are luminous and the language unique. If you finish it, let me know. This book is another universe, Young a goddess. "The next wave will take you as it took this watery world and all the sleepers in their beds locked in the arms of love, ghostly love, dead love who cried, sighed, sobbed, whispered, whispered but a little while, whispered to the silent ear, the unlistening heart, and none shall know himself when the light of dawn streams like a silver river through a cloud, dark cloud, or like a river pouring from the mouth of the heavenly centaur."