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• What are your favourite words from Sophie’s ‘good word radar’ or other words from the book? 

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• ‘scrotumtightening’ 
• ‘snotgreen’ 

“The seas' ruler. His seacold eyes looked on the empty bay: history is to blame: on me and on my words, unhating.” 

“— History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.” 

“A cloud began to cover the sun wholly slowly wholly. Grey. Far” 

“A cloud began to cover the sun slowly, shadowing the bay in deeper green.” 

“Better get that lotion made up. Where is this? Ah yes, the last time Sweny’s in Lincoln Place. Chemists rarely move.” 

“Time to get a bath around the corner. Hammam. Turkish. Massage… Enjoy a bath now: clean trough of water, cool enamel, the gentle tepid stream. This is my body.” 

“Have a gramophone in every grave or keep it in the house. After dinner on a Sunday. Put on poor old greatgrandfather. Kraahraark! Hellohellohello amawfullyglad kraark awfullygladaseeagain hellohello amawf krpthsth. Remind you of the voice like the photograph reminds you of the face.” 

1. “The writer should be alert to what his characters would know.” 
2. “The reader should not be told what no one present would think worth an act of attention.” 

“What opera is like a railway line? […] The Rose of Castille. See the wheeze? Rows of cast steel. Gee!” 

“Me. And me now.” 

“Can’t bring back time. Like holding water in your hand.” 

“His heart quopped softly.” 

“Every life in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves.” 

“A dark back went before them, step of a pard, down, out by the gateway, under the portcullis barbs.” 

“He read the other title: Sweets of Sin. More in her line. Let us see.
He read where his finger opened.
— All the dollarbills her husband gave her were spent in the stores on wondrous gowns and costliest frillies. For him! For Raoul!
Yes. This. Here. Try.
— Her mouth glued on his in a luscious voluptuous kiss while his hands felt for the opulent curves inside her deshabillé. 
Yes. Take this. The end.” 

“The fashionable international world attended en masse this afternoon at the wedding of the chevalier Jean Wyse de Neaulan, grand high chief ranger of the Irish National Foresters, with Miss Fir Conifer of Pine Valley… after the papal blessing the happy pair were subjected to a playful crossfire of hazelnuts, beechmast, bayleaves, catkins of willow, ivytod, hollyberries, mistletoe sprigs and quicken shoots. Mr and Mrs Wyse Conifer Neaulan will spend a quiet honeymoon in the Black Forest.” 

“I stand for the reform of municipal morals and the plain ten commandments. New worlds for old. Union for all, jew, moslem and gentile. Three acres and a cow for all children of nature. Saloon motor hearses. Compulsory manual labour for all. All parks open to the public day and night. Electric dishscrubbers. Tuberculosis, lunacy, war and mendicancy must now cease. General amnesty, weekly carnival with masked licence, bonuses for all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood. No more patriotism of barspongers and dropsical impostors. Free money, free rent, free love and a free lay church in a free lay state.” 

“For which and further reasons he felt it was interest and duty even to wait on and profit by the unlooked-for occasion, though why, he could not exactly tell, being, as it was, already several shillings to the bad, having, in fact, let himself in for it.” 

“New clean bedlinen, additional odours, the presence of a human form, female, hers, the imprint of a human form, male, not his, some crumbs, some flakes of potted meat, recooked, which he removed.” 

“Furthermore, silly Milly, she dreamed of having had an unspoken unremembered conversation with a horse whose name had been Joseph to whom (which) she had offered a tumblerful of lemonade which it (he) had appeared to have accepted (cf hearthdreaming cat).” 

“frseeeeeeeefronnnng train somewhere whistling the strength those engines have in them like big giants and the water rolling all over and out of them all sides like the end of Loves old sweeeetsonnnng the poor men that have to be out all the night from their wives and families in those roasting engines stifling it was today” 

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