As I approach
The mountain village
Through the spring twillight
I hear the sunset bell
Ring through drifting petals
-Noin
The Quote In Our Window
I was running away. I was running away from England, from my childhood, from the winter, from a sequence of untidy, unattractive love-affairs, from the few sticks of furniture and jumble of overworn clothes that my London life had collected around me; and I was running away from drabness, fustiness, snobbery, the claustrophobia of close horizons and from my inability, although I am quite an attractive rat, to make headway in the rat-race. In fact, I was running away from almost everything except the law.
The Spy Who Loved Me
by Ian Flemming
