One of the Greatest Book Paragraphs Ever
At this moment in time I'm reading Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman and just read one of the greatest paragraphs I've ever read (I'll include the preceding paragraph to set up the humour in the second):
Fat Charlie went back to his hotel room, the color of underwater, where his lime sat, like a small green Buddha, on the countertop.
"You're no help", he told the lime. This was unfair. It was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. It was doing the best it could.
Love is...
....letting your wife eat the last two spring rolls in the fridge (which were technically yours) :)
I wish I had a silly little "Love is..." drawing to go along with this? Remember those cartoons with the two naked innocents from the 1960's?
And speaking of "Love is..." check out these rejected "Love is...' cartoons.
