When The Journal of Words compiled its list of the one hundred best novels written in English, do you know that Pride and Prejudice was number twelve?" She stopped pacing and glared at Jane. "And do you know where Jane Eyre was?" she asked. She looked at the four of them in turn, but nobody answered her. "Number fifty-two!" she shrieked. "Fifty-two! Below that pornographic travesty Lolita!" She spat the title as if it were poison. "Below Huckleberry Finn! Below Ulysses. Have you ever tried to read Ulysses? Have you ever finished it? No, you haven't. No one has. They just carry it around and lie about having read it.

Autore: Michael Thomas Ford

When <i>The Journal of Words</i> compiled its list of the one hundred best novels written in English, do you know that <i>Pride and Prejudice</i> was number twelve?" She stopped pacing and glared at Jane. "And do you know where <i>Jane Eyre</i> was?" she asked. She looked at the four of them in turn, but nobody answered her. "Number fifty-two!" she shrieked. "Fifty-two! Below that pornographic travesty <i>Lolita</i>!" She spat the title as if it were poison. "Below <i>Huckleberry Finn</i>! Below <i>Ulysses</i>. Have you ever tried to read <i>Ulysses</i>? Have you ever finished it? No, you haven't. No one has. They just carry it around and lie about having read it. - Michael Thomas Ford


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