daamajor.blogg.se - The Ebony Tower by John Fowles

They’re anti-life, anti-art, anti-everything. I didn’t really understand, I thought he was just trying to shock Caroline - and me. saying that collectors were the worst animals of all. I remember (the very first time I met him) G.P. A butterfly he has always wanted to catch. Nothing nasty, that was never until what I’ll explain later. I used to have daydreams about her, I used to think of stories where I met her, did things she admired, married her and all that. Of course I am not mad, I knew it was just a dream and it always would have been if it hadn’t been for the money. I can’t say what it was, the very first time I saw her, I knew she was the only one. It seemed like we became more intimate, although of course we still did not know each other in the ordinary way. It really made a difference, that newspaper article. So I knew she was up in London studying art.

Well, then there was the bit in the local paper about the scholarship she’d won and how clever she was, and her name as beautiful as herself, Miranda.

In the evening I marked it in my observations diary, at first with X, and then when I knew her name with M. When I had a free moment from the files and ledgers I stood by the window and used to look down over the road over the frosting and sometimes I’d see her. She and her younger sister used to go in and out a lot, often with young men, which of course I didn’t like.

When she was home from her boarding-school I used to see her almost every day sometimes, because their house was right opposite the Town Hall Annexe.

As quoted in Daily Telegraph (15 August 1991).There are only two races on this planet - the intelligent and the stupid.1.4 The French Lieutenant's Woman (1969).