Yesterday's line was from Francoise Sagan's Sunlight On Cold Water....lovely title too.
Am still in France with these opening lines from an article by probably my favourite writer:
In the beginning he was just a little, gingery-haired fellow with one shoulder slightly lower than the other, pinkish eyelashes, a weak right eye, and a perpetually running nose. He had the appearance of a deprived child and 1,000,000 francs a year pocket money.
Any guesses who the author might be?
This little project is having the effect of making me want to read all these books again! Very distracting....(I'm not doing it, but I am tempted.)