The French Lieutenant's Woman and the Aussie's Pussy Cat

"It was certainly not a beautiful face, by any period's standard or taste. But it was an unforgettable face, and a tragic face. Its sorrow welled out of it as purely, naturally and unstoppably as water out of a woodland spring. There was no artifice here, no hypocrisy, no hysteria, no mask; and above all, no sign of madness. The madness was in the empty sea, the empty horizon, the lack of reason for such sorrow; as if the spring was natural in itself, but unnatural in welling from a desert."

This is when the French Lieutenant's Woman, aka Tragedy, being described for the first time. Thanks to Tim who has to study this book in his research but for some reason has to put it aside for a while, that I can steal it and start reading, amid the time when I should be working on something more important...It was so captivating I think I can't stop reading, at least for today...

And the pussy cat reads with me.