2011-09-06

tamaranth: me, in the sun (shelved)
2011-09-06 02:55 pm
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2011/37: Murder in Montparnasse -- Kerry Greenwood

Murder in Montparnasse -- Kerry Greenwood
"Where did you learn to elude pursuit like that? You're very good."
"John Buchan, The Thirty-Nine Steps," said the girl, with spirit. "Who taught you to burgle houses?"
"A burglar," said Phryne, as though surprised at the question. (p. 206-7)

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tamaranth: me, in the sun (shelved)
2011-09-06 03:37 pm
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2011/38: Kraken -- China Mieville

Kraken -- China Mieville
Of course, they're all over, gods are. Theurgic vermin, those once worshipped or still worshipped in secret, those half worshipped, those feared and resented, petty divinities: they infect everybloodywhere. The ecosystems of godhead are fecund, because there're nothing and nowhere that can't generate the awe on which they graze...
The streets of London are stone synapses hardwired for worship. Walk the right or wrong way down Tooting Bec you're invoking something or other. You may not be interested in the gods of London, but they're interested in you. (p.96)

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tamaranth: me, in the sun (shelved)
2011-09-06 03:57 pm
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2011/39: Faithful Place -- Tana French

Faithful Place -- Tana French
All my signposts had gone up in one blinding, dizzying explosion: my second chances, my revenge, my nice thick anti-family Maginot line. Rosie Daly dumping my sorry ass had been my landmark, huge and solid as a mountain. Now it was flickering like a mirage and the landscape kept shifting around it, turning itself inside out and backwards: none of the scenery looked familiar any more. (p.121)

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