(And I am here trying to mollify a hissing peeve.)
Further to discussions apropos of a Certain Biographer and Not Doing the Research, and my recent post about inaccuracies that throw one out of the flow of a story:
I half-remembered a passage by my beloved Dame, and pinned it down to the essay on 'The Tosh Horse' and eventually managed to locate my copy of The Strange Necessity and find this bit about Marie Corelli -
When one turns over her pages one comes on delicious sentences -- such as the description of the bad man who made a reputation as a wit by dint of stealing a few salacious witticisms from Moliere and Baudelaire.... What a gallant try this Moliere-Baudelaire sentence is to do something with some hearsay story of vice wearing at times an iridescence, and of French authors writing wicked books!
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Date: 2010-08-20 11:19 pm (UTC)That seriously needs to be a T-shirt.
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Date: 2010-08-21 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-21 01:57 am (UTC)Flappers by John Held Jr, sure. They were the slender, short-haired, flat-chested daughters of the voluptuously tressed, hourglass-curved Gibson Girls.