Reading is one of the things I do to de-stress. This is another,
Alas, back to the reading. I have just finished this book.
Love this author. Her books are my go-to books in times of stress. In them I have complete escape. They are light, shallow, and if you should read one would give you a frightening insight into my damaged sense of humour.
Lulu picked this book out of the library for me.
I’m pretty sure she picked it for its cover which is as good a reason as any to pick out a book when you are a nine year old.
I started it and absolutely fell into it. The hero is a starchy ex-army major with the most beautiful, eloquent style of speech. He falls in love with an exotic Pakistani woman encountering narrow minded bigotry within the cloistered confines of a small English country village.
A couple of my favourite quotes from the book:
“Unlike you who must do a cost-benefit analysis of every human interaction, I have no idea what I hope to accomplish. I only know that I must try to see her. That’s what love is about Roger. It’s when a woman drives all lucid thought from your head, when you are unable to contrive romantic stratagems, and the usual manipulations fail you; when all your carefully laid plans have no meaning and all you can do is stand mute in her presence. You hope she takes pity on you and drops a few words of kindness into the vacuum of your mind.”
“If you’ll allow me, I will take you away from here right now, today. Under any condition you like. If this room were not so ugly and oppressive, I would ask you something more but my need to get you out of here is more important than the considerations of my own heart and I will not burden your escape with any strings. Simply tell me what I have to do to get you out of this room and take you somewhere where you can breathe.”
If it were me he was wooing I am quite certain I would fall into a languid swoon breathing like one that hath a weary dream while he held me to his bosom bathing me with sweet caresses that hastened my heart and soothed my soul.
Yeah right! Me falling and cracking my head on the floor from the shock of it all while Peter rolls his eyes and tells me to stop fooling around before yelling at the kids to get to bed would be more the reality.
Have you read any good books lately?