someofmystuff

a couple li'l excerpts i enjoyed: (i feel like i could have chosen literally over a hundred of these) "What damned rot they talk, thought Charles Tanley, laying down his sppon precisely in the middle of his plate, which he had swept clean, as if, Lily thought (he sat opposite to her with his back to the window precisely in the middle of the view), he were determined to make sure of his meals. Everything about him had that meagre fixity, that bare unloveliness. But nevertheless, the fact remained, it was almost impossible to dislike anyone if one looked at them. She liked his eyes; they were blue, deep set, frightening." "They stood there, isolated from the rest of the world. His immense self-pity, his demand for sympathy poured and spread itself in little pools at her feet, and all she did, miserable sinner that she was, was to draw her skirts a little closer round her ankles, lest she should get wet. In complete silence she stood there, grasping her paintbrush."

2023-01-05 14:09