I want a man who reads.
Quite the simple request, a man who is literate. A man who can spell. A man who thinks “Brave New World” is far more well written than “1984” simply for all the Shakespeare in it.
A man who can appreciate Dostoevsky, Doyle and Woolf. In alphabetical order.
A man who adores Murakami’s magic, admires Wilde’s wit and understands Kundera’s love.
Having written this down, I’m starting to think that I’m asking for too much. I’m better off studying and watching a Bogie/Bacall movie, which is exactly what I’m going to do now.