She spoke with a sort of doomlike abandon for which her high, astringent voice was not fitted. "It's done now. Whether anybody likes it or not. ...

1819, In his hand he bore that singular “abacus”, or staff of office, with which Templars are usually represented, having at the upper end a round plate, on which was engraved the cross of the Order, inscribed within a circle or orle, as heralds term it. — Walter Scott, Ivanhoe

All European food in Burma is more or less disgusting—the bread is spongy stuff leavened with palm-toddy and tasting like a penny bun gone wrong, the butter comes out of a tin, and so does the milk, unless it is the grey watery catlap of the dudh-wallah.

She would be a kept woman. / Devoted. / Loyal. / A fuckdoll in black-and-white-and-red.