I have great respect for Olga Shirnina who, as Klimbim, colorizes old photos and brings the subjects to life. I love her work and follow her via her blog and on Instagram, but I was totally unprepared for this image of Edgar Allan Poe. It’s like I’m seeing him for the first time.
“Anyone who writes down to children is simply wasting his time. You have to write up, not down. Children are demanding. They are the most attentive, curious, eager, observant, sensitive, quick, and generally congenial readers on earth… Children are game for anything. I throw them hard words, and they backhand them over the net.”
— E.B. White, quoted in Some Writer! The Story of E.B. White (2016) by Melissa Sweet
“There is every kind of restaurant in London, from the restaurant which makes you fancy you are in Paris to the restaurant which makes you wish you were. There are palaces in Piccadilly, quaint lethal chambers in Soho, and strange food factories in Oxford Street and Tottenham Court Road. There are restaurants that specialize in ptomaine, and restaurants which specialize in sinister vegetable-messes. But there is only one Simpson’s.”
— From Something Fresh (1915) by P.G. Wodehouse
“I am eighty-four years old. You will understand, therefore, that in an emergency of this sort I am compelled to use my brain and other people’s energies to protect myself and my household. I must also guard against such emotions as anger, grief or excitement which I have not now the strength to support.”
— Caroline Faraday speaking to Albert Campion in Police at the Funeral (1931) by Margery Allingham
“Would I choose so again? Well, now that is a question. I will only say that if I have acquired any wisdom from Big Kit, it is to live always with your eyes cast forward, to seek what will be, for the path behind can never be retaken.”
— From Washington Black (2018) by Esi Edugyan
“There were eccentric characters in the hotel. The Paris slums are a gathering-place for eccentric people — people who have fallen into solitary, half-mad grooves of life and given up trying to be normal or decent. Poverty frees them from ordinary standards of behaviour, just as money frees people from work. Some of the lodgers in our hotel lived lives that were curious beyond words.
“There were the Rougiers, for instance, an old, ragged, dwarfish couple who plied an extraordinary trade. They used to sell post cards on the Boulevard St. Michel. The curious thing was that the post cards were sold in sealed packets as pornographic ones, but were actually photographs of chateaux on the Loire; the buyers did not discover this until too late, and of course never complained.
The Rougiers earned about a hundred francs a week, and by strict economy managed to be always half starved and half drunk.”
— From Down and Out in Paris and London (1933) by George Orwell
“He’s all right; he won’t lure you into any gilded dens of infamy. If you look at him you will see he has a kind, innocent face.”
— Salcombe Hardy assuring Miss Twitterton that she is safe with Lord Peter Wimsey in “The Unsolved Puzzle of the Man with No Face” by Dorothy L. Sayers, collected in Blood on the Tracks: Railway Mysteries (2018)