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"It was a huge horse-chestnut tree in full bloom bound for the Champs-Elysees, strapped now into a long truck and simply shaking with laughter - like a lovely person in an undignified position yet confident none the less of being lovely."

"He was melting away like wax. His pores were gorged with perspiration. Since his watch had stopped running, he was not sure of the hour. Outside this sixty-foot hole it might still be full daylight, but at the bottom it was already twilight."

"How much do you love me?" Midori asked.
"Enough to melt all the tigers in the world to butter," I said.

"It was a limpid black night, hung as in a basket from a single dull star."

And I thought the film was intense!

"What happens when people open their hearts?" ....
"They get better."

"For a certain kind of person, love begins from something tiny or silly. From something like that or it doesn't begin at all."

"With my eyes closed, I would touch a familiar book and draw its fragrance deep inside me. This was enough to make me happy."

"Fifty yards away the Mediterranean yielded up its pigments, moment by moment, to the brutal sunshine; below the balustrade a faded Buick cooked on the hotel drive." Fitzgerald puts words on a page like an artist painting with oils on a canvas.

"[W]here there is no beauty there can be no catharsis; an ill-written book, like an ill-compounded drug, only irritates the system without purging. Let us then see to it that, if we excite evil passions, it is so done as to sublimate them at the same time by the contemplation of emotional or intellectual beauty." From "Aristotle on Detective Fiction," lecture given at Oxford in 1935 by Dorothy L. Sayers.

Anthony Prentice, pronounced Antony, is tall, dark, handsome and smart except when it comes to mixing drinks. At a beach party, he invites a married woman for a swim not realizing until too late the risk that she takes. A reverse age affair in time for summer reading, Aphrodite's Swimsuit is available now on Amazon.

"Everyone should have a Cinderella moment, at least once in their lives."

"The diplomat's body is like a slide in the park, the big one that catches your breath as a child. Yet, you run and climb its height knowing when you do there is no turning around."

"The sun is our Midas. His touch electrifies the land. Trees gild and wave their finery overhead like eager lovers in a rush to strip for bed."

"The first time, we always want to be beautiful. Like a final utterance, we want it easy to remember, proud to repeat. From deathbeds, we want the summing up of a lifetime. From the beds of lovers, we want a sign of things to come. From the dying parent, we want the consolation that we were good children. From lovers, we want to believe that we are loved."

"Some rules are there for good reason. Others are just for show. Breaking them can be fun as smashing plates. Yet, even Greeks, these days, shun flying glass. They send flowers up from silver trays instead. Blown like kisses, petals softly land. Falls can still happen. Someone might slip. But no one is scarred for life."

"[Calendars] remind us what day it is. The squares with numbers are all the same size. Days stand in neat rows like children when we were young. Yet, even then, some were taller or broader. The poor stood out. All weren't equal. Days are like that. Good or bad, some remain in our memories forever. While others slide like ships off the horizon, some hang on to the edges as if they know the earth is truly flat."

"Baby shrimps are stirring in a bowl of cold water. Slowly, they wake from their freezer sleep. With a blush, they turn beneath the stroking fingers. Soon, they will give up their dreams, surrendering as I did to him."

"Time in old movies, rips with speed. The pages from a calendar blow and are released like so many leaves from a tree. The reality is different. Time is plodding when you are young. Hours feel like days. If weighed with importance and want they drag. We sink in the mud. The shores of our hearts blur with the measure of our waiting."

"Joy is different from happiness. It's not in doctrines or plans. With poppies, it surprises us. The waste ground or field is transformed. One poppy beside a track can take us further than any train can."

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"The Berlin Wall had fallen. The communists lost power. And I lost my swimsuit after a night swim. I took home a pair of men's boxer shorts by mistake. A young man mistook my swimsuit for his underwear. It was a case of carelessness, sudden myopia, an error of no magnitude had our mistakes stopped there. But this was only the beginning."

My new book just released for 2026 is Aphrodite's Swimsuit, A Novel.
It's a love story. Available on Amazon

"[T]he kicks were longer and harder than usual. Which is why I am writing this book. To think. To understand. It just happens to be the way I'm made. I have to write things down to feel I fully comprehend them."

"Old birds know how to shun the snare;
The measure of my foe is ta'en;
What once he's done he''ll do again;
I shall not be beguiled."

"Discovery, as the term implies, is a change from ignorance to knowledge, and thus to either love or hate, on the part of those destined for good or back fortune."

"And the oiler rowed, and then the correspondent rowed. Then the oiler rowed. It was a weary business. The human back can become the seat of more aches and pains than are registered in books for the composite anatomy of a regiment. It is a limited area, but it can become of the theatre of innumerable muscular conflicts, tangles, wrenches, knots and other comforts."

My impulse buy today. Starting it tonight.

This is such a chore to read! It's harder than walking up a muddy lane in too big Wellington boots that keep coming off. Can't wait until I reach the end and can put it down.