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rikibethSo my old hard drive is dead and the files I had on there are all gone. Mostly, this isn't a huge deal, although there are some chatlogs that might have been edited into real stories someday that I'll miss, but the biggest other deal is that I had typed out some favorite paragraphs from books I liked, paragraphs that were especially illustrative of certain mindsets or attitudes, ones that I used to explain how certain social structures worked if I was GMing or worldbuilding for a story.
Right. If you followed that, you're doing well.
Anyway. I was packing my books up and I figured before I put the James Bonds in a box, I'd type out the one I use from there.
"With most women his manner was a mixture of taciturnity and passion. The lengthy approaches to a seduction bored him almost as much as the subsequent mess of disentanglement. He found something grisly in the inevitability of the pattern of each affair. The conventional parabola -- sentiment, the touch of the hand, the kiss, the feel of the body, the climax in the bed, then more bed, then less bed, then the boredom, the tears, and the final bitterness -- was to him shameful and hypocritical. Even more he shunned the mise-en-scene for each of these acts in the play -- the meeting at a party, the restaurant, the taxi, his flat, her flat, then the week-end by the sea, then the flats again, then the furtive alibis and the final angry farewell on some doorstep in the rain."
"But with Vesper there could be none of this."
Ian Fleming, "Casino Royale," 1953, p. 120, Signet paperback edition.
There, it's on LJ now and I won't lose it.
Quotes from Ellen Kushner's "Swordspoint" and a couple of Patrick O'Brian novels to follow when I get to them.
Right. If you followed that, you're doing well.
Anyway. I was packing my books up and I figured before I put the James Bonds in a box, I'd type out the one I use from there.
"With most women his manner was a mixture of taciturnity and passion. The lengthy approaches to a seduction bored him almost as much as the subsequent mess of disentanglement. He found something grisly in the inevitability of the pattern of each affair. The conventional parabola -- sentiment, the touch of the hand, the kiss, the feel of the body, the climax in the bed, then more bed, then less bed, then the boredom, the tears, and the final bitterness -- was to him shameful and hypocritical. Even more he shunned the mise-en-scene for each of these acts in the play -- the meeting at a party, the restaurant, the taxi, his flat, her flat, then the week-end by the sea, then the flats again, then the furtive alibis and the final angry farewell on some doorstep in the rain."
"But with Vesper there could be none of this."
Ian Fleming, "Casino Royale," 1953, p. 120, Signet paperback edition.
There, it's on LJ now and I won't lose it.
Quotes from Ellen Kushner's "Swordspoint" and a couple of Patrick O'Brian novels to follow when I get to them.
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Date: 2006-02-01 04:21 am (UTC)That was back when I was going to be a spy (and for just those reasons, too!)