Nothing often poses in men as wisdom.
David MitchellMots clés faking-it
I added 'writers' to my list of people not to trust. They make everything up.
David MitchellMots clés writers
Little girls are like old cats. If they don't like you nothing on Earth will make them pretend to.
David MitchellMots clés little-girls
Ambassadors are idiots who possess only one skill: outkowtowing one another at official functions.
David MitchellMots clés ambassadors
Preemptive strike,' said Huw, 'must mean not declaring war until your cameras are in position.
David MitchellMots clés war
Now and then goldfish splish and gleam, like new pennies dropped in water.
David MitchellOrito banishes all thoughts of Jacob de Zoet, and recalls Jacob de Zoet.
David MitchellOne's ribs shouldn't be prison bars.
David MitchellMots clés life death death-and-dying
The truth is "#9dream" is a descendant of "Norwegian Wood". Both are ghost stories. "She" in "Norwegian Wood" curses you with loneliness. The "Two spirits dancing so strange" in "#9dream" bless you with harmony. But people prefer loneliness to harmony.
David MitchellMots clés loneliness harmony norwegian-wood
The clock’s pendulum catches the firelight, and in the rattle-breathed final moments of Jacob de Zoet, amber shadows in the far corner coagulate into a woman’s form.
She slips between the bigger, taller onlookers unnoticed …
… and adjusts her headscarf, the better to hide her burn.
She places her cool palms on Jacob’s fever-glazed face.
Jacob sees himself, when he was young, in her narrow eyes.
Her lips touch the place between his eyebrows.
A well-waxed paper door slides open.
Mots clés beautiful
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