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Only Miss Macintosh was sane, of course, but she had never really understood the deeper things of life, the undertow which carries away the strongest swimmer, the waywardness of the waters and the winds...water hills and valleys broke upon the sands with myriad sparks like fireflies, shapes of waves like poplar trees or weeping willows streaming foam, corpuscular lights of the same color burning in the wind >

Was he showing off? I suppose so. God knows why else a man would bring a pistol to his courting. His character and his role were already Western, he had only that way of asserting himself against the literary gentility with which her house was associated in his mind.

what it all comes down to is this: he fucks, he drinks vodka, he talks about Stalin

Definitely a contender for the International Booker prize shortlist out of the three i've read so far.