[Simon] describes reading the newspaper in a café as an almost transcendent experience. One night at a neighborhood restaurant, he swoons when the waiter sets down a cheese plate in front of him."This is why I live in Paris!" he declares.
p. 13, Bringing Up Bébé: One Woman Discovers the Wisdom of French Parenting; Pamela Druckerman
Even Simon, who's merely British, is perplexed by my self-doubt and my frequent need to discuss our relationship.
"What are you thinking about?" I ask him periodially, usually when he's reading the newspaper.
"Dutch football," he invariably says.
p. 14, Bringing Up Bébé
The colors were lifted, the glorious Stars and Stripes, and beside them the white silk colors of Masachusetts with the arms of the Commonwealth embroidered on one flank and the motto Fide et Constantia stitched bright on the other. The silk streamed in the sunlight as the men cheered, broke cover, and charged.
p. 38, Copperhead. Bernard Cornwell
(Mood whiplash, anyone?)