It will give you a taste of the fun:"Night soil oozed onto my cloak, and I wondered why all my adventures involved foul odor. Why could I not for once frolic in a meadow of flowers or escape in a hamper of fresh laundry?"
I believe I snorted in a very ladylike way at that part.
Doesn't that just make you want to read it?
It inspired me to create a new word:
quotificent [kwo-ti-fi-sent] - a magnificent quotation shamelessly stolen from a favorite book
