Refreshed by a brief blackout, I got to my feet and went next door.
-- Martin Amis, "Money"
Related:
I ask only one thing. I'm understanding. I'm mature. And it isn't much to
ask. I want to get back to London, and track her down, and be alone with my
Selina -- or not even alone, damn it, merely close to her, close enough to
smell her skin, to see the flecked webbing of her lemony eyes, the moulding
of her artful lips....
