“Withdrawn, uneducated and unloved, Frederick collects butterflies and takes photographs. A chance pools win enables him to capture the art student Miranda and keep her in the cellar of the Sussex house he has bought with the windfall. The situation is seen first from the collector's point of view: he thinks the chloroform pad no more vicious than his butterfly net, and patiently waits for the barriers of class and taste that inhibit their love to break down the limbo of their isolation. She, the creator, desperate for her freedom, tries to understand him but cannot banish her contempt for everything anti-life that he stands for.”
fragment uit : "The Collector" van John Fowles
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“We all write poems; it is simply that poets are the ones who write in words”.
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“Men love war because it allows them to look serious. Because it is the one thing that stops women laughing at them.”
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Fritzl kan het gelezen hebben, het is geschreven in 1963
In Fowles’ biografie door Eileen Warburton:
“As years went on, Fowles tried to suppres the commando-training. But “the commando” as a character and as a thinly disguised mask of John Fowles made comeback appearances in several unpublished pieces of his fiction, sometimes with considerable pride.”
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