I got the idea of Loving from a manservant in the Fire Service
during the war. He was serving with me in the ranks, and he told me he
had once asked the elderly butler who was over him what the old boy most
liked in the world. The reply was: “Lying in bed on a summer morning,
with the window open, listening to the church bells, eating buttered
toast with cunty fingers.” I saw the book in a flash.
(Henry Green, entrevista à The Paris Review, verão de 1958.)
Published on July 29, 2019 12:43