"Love is a myth", Grandfather Trout said. "Like summer."
"What?"
"In winter," Grandfather Trout said, "summer is a myth. A report, a rumor. Not to be believed in. Get it? Love is a myth. So is summer."


Bk. 5, Ch. 4 - Little, Big: or, The Fairies' Parliament (1981)


Love is a myth, Grandfather Trout said. Like summer. What? In winter, Grandfather Trout said, summer is a myth. A report, a rumor. Not to be believed ...

Love is a myth, Grandfather Trout said. Like summer. What? In winter, Grandfather Trout said, summer is a myth. A report, a rumor. Not to be believed ...

Love is a myth, Grandfather Trout said. Like summer. What? In winter, Grandfather Trout said, summer is a myth. A report, a rumor. Not to be believed ...

Love is a myth, Grandfather Trout said. Like summer. What? In winter, Grandfather Trout said, summer is a myth. A report, a rumor. Not to be believed ...