Friday, July 18, 2008

Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere. Page 74.
Mr. Vandemar slid his knife back into the holster in his sleeve. He put his coat on as well, pushed his hands deep into the pockets, and was pleasantly surprised to find an almost untouched mouse in one pocket. Good. He was hungry. Then he pondered Mr. Croup's last statement with the intensity of an anatomist dissecting his one true love, and, realizing the flaw in his partner's logic, Mr. Vandemar said, "We don't need bodyguards, Mister Croup. We hurt people. We don't get hurt."
The description of Mr. Vandemar's thinking matches his character perfectly: steady, methodical, and devoid of normal emotion.

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3 Comments:

Blogger Sonny said...

reading from Vienna, Austria!

July 22, 2008 at 3:03 PM  
Blogger Sonny said...

+Prague

No new posts :-(

July 23, 2008 at 5:38 PM  
Blogger Lucy said...

Hello my little buttercup!

Nice blog you've got here.

September 4, 2008 at 9:01 PM  

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