Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts

Thursday, 28 February 2013

Being a martyr



     ‘She’s seen the inside of Holloway now,’ he said. ‘I know she’s set on being a martyr — they all are, these idiot women — but it’s surprising how the clang of those iron doors and the sight of those gruesome faces can change one’s mind, even a mind as stiff as hers. I’ve had more cell doors shut on me than I care to remember, and there wasn’t one I wouldn’t have sold my soul to open again.’



Mr American, p.389, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.


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Tuesday, 27 May 2008

A fine manikin

‘A fine manikin, is he not?’ said Gul Shah, regarding the hideous imp. ‘Your soul must be as handsome, Flashman.’



Flashman, p.130, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.




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