I love to read descriptions of people in literature. Take for example this from the Aspern Papers by Henry James:
"Her face was not young, but it was simple; it was not fresh, but it was mild. She had large eyes which were not bright, and a great deal of hair which was not "dressed," and long fine hands which were--possibly--not clean. She clasped these members almost convulsively as, with a confused, alarmed look . . ." We know a lot about her in a few words.
or this from The Brothers Karamazov:
"He was a boy, not over twenty, dressed like a dandy, with a very charming fair-skinned face, and splendid thick, fair hair. From his fair face looked out beautiful pale blue eyes, with an intelligent and sometimes even deep expression beyond his age indeed, although the young man sometimes looked and acted quite like a child, and was not at all ashamed of it, even when he was aware of it himself. As a rule he was very willful, even capricious, though always friendly. Sometimes there was something fixed and obstinate in his expression. He would look at you and listen, seeming all the while to be persistently dreaming over something else. Often he was listless and lazy, at other times he would grow excited, sometimes apparently, over the most trivial matters."
I just love this guy. Sounds like a lot of blind dates from my past.
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