“Watching him during the first several minutes of his delivery, Cecilia felt a pleasant sinking sensation in her stomach as she contemplated how deliciously self-destructive it would be, almost erotic, to be married to a man so nearly handsome, so hugely rich, so unfathomably stupid. He would fill her with his big-faced children, all of them loud, boneheaded boys with a passion for guns and football and aeroplanes.” MenFirstsChildrenSelfBigsWould BePassionFeltBoysRichMinutesStupidFootballMarriedGunLoudPleasantDestructiveSensationsStomachHandsomeEroticBeing MarriedDeliverySinkingAeroplanesSelf Destructive Author:Ian Mcewan
“There was a table laid with jellies and trifles, with a party hat beside each place, and a birthday cake with seven candles on it in the center of the table. The cake had a book drawn on it, in icing. My mother, who had organized the party, told me that the lady at the bakery said that they had never put a book on a birthday cake before, and that mostly for boys it was footballs or spaceships. I was their first book.” FirstsSaidBookMotherPartyBoysFootballTablesSevenOrganizedHatsCakeCandleTriflesSpaceshipsJellyIcingBirthday CakeBakeries Book:The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel Source: The Ocean at the End of the Lane: A Novel