Favourite Quote.

Fat Charlie went back to his hotel room, the colour of underwater, where his lime sat, like a small green Buddha, on the countertop.

“You’re no help,” he told the lime. This was unfair. It was only a lime; there was nothing special about it at all. It was doing the best it could.

- taken from “Anansi Boys” by Neil Gaiman

~ by babbleksh on 24 May 2007, Thursday.