Saturday, October 02, 2010

A Little

I've been struggling to engage with The God of Small Things. I know it's supposed to be a really good book, but I haven't really been sucked in as much as I have ploddingly continued reading. This morning, however, two lines really made me smile.

"He was like a flasher in a hedge. Enticing people with his nipples then forcing pictures of his son on them."

And.

"She arrived on the Bombay-Cochin flight. Hatted, bell-bottomed and Loved from the Beginning."

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