Great set of words, Evelyn

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Gauche has a thread someplace about phrases we wish we'd written. I'm too lazy to search for it, so here's a sequel.

Tonight's great set of words:

"Aimée Thanatogenos spoke the tongue of Los Angeles; the sparse furniture of her mind - the objects which barked the intruder's shins - had been acquired at the local High School and University..."

~ Evelyn Waugh, The Loved One

 

[Guest]

nothing quite so grand but shakespeare had a way with insults... im jealous...



"I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods, Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear
Of this vile politician."

or

"Would the fountain of your mind were clear again, that I might water as ass at it."

 

[shereads]

"I am whipp'd and scourg'd with rods, Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear
Of this vile politician."

Shakespeare was kinky?

 

[shereads]

I had forgotten what a lovely, creepy book this is. Mr. Joyboy's courtship of Aimée, a funeral home cosmetician, places him in the top five most romantic morticians in all of modern literature.

"...his assistant watched with never-failing admiration the deft flick of the thumbs with which he turned the upper corners, the caress of the rubber finger-tips with which he drew the dry and colourless lips into place. And, behold, where before there had been a grim line of endurance, there was now a smile! It was masterly. It needed no other touch. Mr. Joyboy stood back from his work, removed the gloves and said: 'For Miss Thantagenos.'

"In recent weeks the expressions that had greeted Aimée from the trolley had waxed from serenity to jubilance. Other girls had to work on faces that were stern or resigned or plumb vacant; there was always a nice bright smile for Aimée."

~ Evelyn Waugh, The Loved One