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Sangamon River.
Haha
like most men and women who had made love since the beginning of time, they had almost nothing in common.
a little drunk on the liquor of reminiscence.
self-esteem. That’s so rare. Incredibly rare. Most people are the walking wounded, you know.
Only now did it strike him that he’d been shown extraordinary leniency.
“You’re a lucky guy, Peter. One of life’s charmed creatures.”
I’m an alcoholic.” “Me too,” she said.
Let her think they’d fallen off the wagon together. Let her think he’d broken his sacred promise, let her think he’d lost his last shred of dignity. It was kinder that way.
“Take it from me, Peter, her heart swells up when you talk about that dress. She would be devastated if she thought you’d forgotten about that dress. Can’t you see that? Everybody’s sentimental, everybody. There’s only about fifty people in the whole damn world who aren’t sentimental. And they’re all working here.”
Haha
Lightning had struck them, and they had failed to understand its message.
Haha
A mulch from which his self-esteem grew healthy and strong.
The Bible
it was not very good at offering encouragement or hope to those who weren’t religious.
The way things had turned out, they might need to manage without a savior; they might need to forage and scrabble for whatever future they could get on their own.
once you asked for a future without faith, the Scriptures washed their hands of you. Vanity, all is vanity.
everything’s falling apart!”
“Everything’s always been falling apart,”
“In the meantime, Grainger, whenever you need a ride out of the desert, I’m your man.”
Simile
Haha
“These people don’t heal, you understand that?” he said. “They can’t heal. Our bodies … your body, my body … we’re living inside a miracle. Forget religion, we’re a miracle of nature.
Beyond that … We’ll try our best to figure something out.”
“Hope”
“You are …” said Lover Five, and paused to find the right word. “… man. Only man. God iS more big than you. You carry the word of God for a while, then the word become Poo heavy, heavy Po carry, and you muSP reSP.”
you will leave the ninePy-nine in the wilderneS, and look for the one who iS loSP.”
“You will go away, I know. Then I hope you will come back, in the SweeP by and by.
your brother.”
Haha
Smart thinking
His calmness had impressed them. His refusal to embrace wild, impulsive gestures had helped him make the grade. It was the calmness of the homeless, the calmness of the SLM. Without knowing it, he’d always been an honorary alien.
He really wanted a drink.
Thank you, he breathed, thank you … but who was he thanking? He didn’t know. He only knew that thanks were due.
Haha - no more God for him either.
Peter Leigh,
Arunachal Pradesh.
Adivasi
“Explosively pumped flux compression generator.”
Haha
Peter knew enough of the language to know that this meant “The task is still asleep.” Or, to paraphrase: Get on with it.
Haha
Simile
maybe he’d never really known what those motions meant after all.
Belief was a place that people didn’t leave until they absolutely must.
Haha
“I guess you don’t believe there’s such a thing as luck, huh?”
“I hope there is,” he answered Flores, a little too late. He was pretty sure the word “luck” appeared nowhere in the Bible, but that didn’t mean there was no such thing. Grainger had called him a lucky guy. And, with Bea at his side, for the best part of his life, he truly had been.
Moro,
BG
Human beings could be read quite easily once you got to know them a bit. It was all in the tone, the cadences, the twinkle in the eyes, so many subtle factors that defied scientific description but which you could, if you wished, build a lifelong friendship on.
“USIC schmusic.
