Above is the opening paragraph from William Goldman’s The Princess Bride, a book I read so many times in high school the bindings started falling apart. I still pick it up with a smile every once in a while. Here’s the thing though, every time that I mention The Princess Bride in conversation it seems to go one of two ways:
So I guess what I’m saying is, to know the book The Princess Bride is to love it. And if you want a random marriage proposal from a book worm (who is already married no less), I highly suggest reading it.
Warning: watching the movie and pretending you have read the book will get you nowhere because the moment I mention Inigo and Fezzik in Prince Humperdink’s Zoo of Death, you’re toast.