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“She felt that she was channelling Lauren Bacall in the 1940s. Her hair, swept to the side with light curls at the end added to the look, as did her pearl brooch. With the 40s on her mind, she thought of authors from the era, and made a mental note to read Betty Smith’s A Tree Grows in Brooklyn when she next had the chance. Perhaps it’s time to change era for a while, she thought, feeling excited.”
― Anthea Syrokou, True Colours

“When Candida blew, she’d really blew, so the falling debris had mostly been too small to do any real damage to the rest of the boats in the marina. Other than a few minor cuts and bruises suffered by those folks stupid enough to look up at the sky and wait for it to rain wood and fiberglass and aluminum down on them rather than run for cover, no one had been hurt; no one ever said being able to afford a boat and marina fees made a person smart.”
― Bobby Underwood, The Long Gray Goodbye

“Obviously that wasn’t how she thought of herself. She sought to do neither harm nor good. She was detached, intellectual and artistic. She read American books which had been banned in England and English books which had been banned in America.”
― Elizabeth Eliot, Alice

“So that every fresh encounter is a sort of rectification, which brings us back to what we really did see. We have no longer any recollection of this, to such an extent does what we call remembering a person consist really in forgetting him.”
― Marcel Proust, In Search Of Lost Time (All 7 Volumes)