想起来我似乎都没读完过一本这种英文小说,哈,第一次顺畅读完的就是hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy这类。你给的那段,里面那关键词ravish我都不认识,特别汗-_-。不过我确实好奇一本书如何惹起那么多争议。
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They had a faint scent of apple-blossom. Connie gathered a few for Clifford.
He took them and looked at them curiously.
‘Thou still unravished bride of quietness,’ he quoted. ‘It seems to fit flowers so much better than Greek vases.’
‘Ravished is such a horrid word!’ she said. ‘It’s only people who ravish things.’
‘Oh, I don’t know…snails and things,’ he said.
‘Even snails only eat them, and bees don’t ravish.’
She was angry with him, turning everything into words. Violets were Juno’s eyelids, and windflowers were on ravished brides. How she hated words, always coming between her and life: they did the ravishing, if anything did: ready-made words and phrases, sucking all the life-sap out of living things.
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