Apparently she was under the impression that love was something you could switch on and off like electric current. Of course, it's not like that. Oh, it'll survive almost anything if it's contrary and cussed enough, it'll take pruning and flooding and DDT in its stride and carry on growing like convolvulus - the more you try to clear it out, the stronger it gets. But when it dies, it dies; it's as dead as Queen Anne or the Monty Python parrot, and all the king's horses and all the king's men can't do spit anout it.
(from Little People by Tom Holt)
The full review is here.
Tuesday, June 07, 2011
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