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Janie full of that oldest human longing—self-revelation.
They bowed down to him rather, because he was all of these things, and then again he was all of these things because the town bowed down.
looking at it she saw that it never was the flesh and blood figure of her dreams. Just something she had grabbed up to drape her dreams over.
He was longing for peace but on his own terms.
She went on in her overalls. She was too busy feeling grief to dress like grief.
