Kindle Notes & Highlights
But outside was only the empty pavement, the silent street.
this chapter has heavy references to the Thomas Hardy book Mayor of Casterbridge
chain curtains.
we had one, burnt my fingers often as a child. I remember bringing in the wood, we would light the rec room fire
“Come by Strome Ferry and Achnasheen.” Roddy knew the Scottish highways like the back of his hand. “And then down Strath Oykel to Lairg. You’ve never seen such country in your life.”
there was only one way to tackle such gargantuan problems, and that was as slowly as possible, a single step at a time. This meant no anticipation and no precipitant action.
I agree wholeheartedly!
Life would move quietly on.
“Who are you, Mr. Micawber?
Yes, DC (CD) ;)
tower
bower
It occurred to John that the true Highlander like Davey Guthrie had much in common with the ranch hands who worked for his father in Colorado. Proud, independent, knowing that they were as good as any man—and probably better—they found no need to assert themselves, and so were the most straightforward of beings to deal with.
pickaback
Marriage isn’t a love affair. It isn’t even a honeymoon. It’s a job. A long hard job, at which both partners have to work, harder than they’ve worked at anything in their lives before. If it’s a good marriage, it changes,
it evolves, but it goes on getting better. I’ve seen it with my own mother and father. But a bad marriage can dissolve in a welter of resentment and acrimony. I’ve seen that, too, in my own miserable and disastrous attempt at making another person happy. And it’s never one person’s fault. It’s the sum total of a thousand little irritations, disagreements, idiotic details that in a sound alliance would simply be disregarded, or forgotten in the healing act of making love. Divorce isn’t a cure, it’s a surgical operation, even if there are no children to consider.
Inside every fat man there’s a thin man struggling to get out.
Quote?
“The sea is full of gifts.”
Reference to Gifts from the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Good-byes were brief and brisk, for the true Highlander is neither demonstrative nor sentimental.
