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“Alice's robes were seasonal. She hadn't exactly planned
it that way, but that's how it evolved. In winter there was a long,
warm, deep purple terry-cloth robe. In spring she changed to a new
blue-and-white cotton kimono. In summer there was a white chenille
bathrobe with a pattern on it, and in the fall she wore a cotton robe her
husband had bought her as a surprise gift. They were useful, practical
garments, but when she thought about it, she realized she wore them as
much for the feelings and memories they evoked as much as their physical
comfort. When I told her I thought her robes had become like temple
garments, she smiled,"Yes.”
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it that way, but that's how it evolved. In winter there was a long,
warm, deep purple terry-cloth robe. In spring she changed to a new
blue-and-white cotton kimono. In summer there was a white chenille
bathrobe with a pattern on it, and in the fall she wore a cotton robe her
husband had bought her as a surprise gift. They were useful, practical
garments, but when she thought about it, she realized she wore them as
much for the feelings and memories they evoked as much as their physical
comfort. When I told her I thought her robes had become like temple
garments, she smiled,"Yes.”
―
“Until you have done something for humanity,” wrote the great American educator Horace Mann, “you should be ashamed to die.”
― Mortality
― Mortality
“Do you still distrust me?”
“No. Take your necklace with you so you can think of me when I’m not there.” Brown brought the necklace over to her and put it on her neck. “I think it rather suits me,” she laughed and left. Brown didn’t understand what had made him insist she wear the necklace. Maybe it was the readiness with which she had made love, or her frequent disappearances lately, he was just curious. There was no harm in checking, before he parted with the money. Later that evening, before going to sleep he decided to have a look at her location and he was in for a surprise. She had not left Central City at all. In fact she was at the same friend’s address as she had been the last time.”
― The Arbitrator
“No. Take your necklace with you so you can think of me when I’m not there.” Brown brought the necklace over to her and put it on her neck. “I think it rather suits me,” she laughed and left. Brown didn’t understand what had made him insist she wear the necklace. Maybe it was the readiness with which she had made love, or her frequent disappearances lately, he was just curious. There was no harm in checking, before he parted with the money. Later that evening, before going to sleep he decided to have a look at her location and he was in for a surprise. She had not left Central City at all. In fact she was at the same friend’s address as she had been the last time.”
― The Arbitrator
“It’s a divorce, not cancer.”
― Killing Johnny Miracle
― Killing Johnny Miracle
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