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“I lost God in the jungle. Before that, I had the normal sort of watery English Christianity. Out there some men got more religious, others lost it. What kind of god would allow this? etc.”
― Lesley Glaister, A Particular Man

“Tiny Eleanor in her black coat, is dinkily perfect, like a woman carved on a mechanical clock, nodding, lifting her hand, in jerky greeting. Her eyes might slice jealously through any gaze between Clem and Corin, but they can't sever the meaning of those gazes.”
― Lesley Glaister, A Particular Man