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  • [es-pree de less-ka/-iay] (idiom) A witty remark that occurs to you too late, literally on the way down the stairs. The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations defines esprit de l'escalier as, "An untranslatable phrase, the meaning of which is that one only thinks on one's way downstairs of the smart retort one might have made in the drawing room."


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December 22, 2008


A perfect post, Claire... in so many ways.

I also just traveled back about 39 years to my grandparents house and this story, and how the mole was scary and yet familiar, all at the same time.

Ok... I thought I left a comment, but Typepad has been cranky lately. Anyhow, if it doesn't show up, let me say again that this was a perfect post in so many ways.

Also, you need to take this.

Oh... so now they both show up! Pffft!

Oh, I love The Wind in the Willows. And it was not a childhood favorite for me, either; I first read it in college when I took Children's Literature.

Well, Claire, I'm still up to it. This New Year's morning I read chapters 1 and 2 to Maddison, but she was really more interested in the illustrations than the language, questioning the 'Gipsy caravan.' Thanks for the link!

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