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At any rate, let’s not waste time on ruminations and regrets in the middle of a pandemic.

I seem to have stumbled onto love, like a pothole in the night.

Nursing was like being under a spell: you went in very young and came out older than any span of years could make you.

Evolution protects those who protect themselves.

The human race settles on terms with every plague in the end, the doctor told her. Or a stalemate, at the least. We somehow muddle along, sharing the earth with each new form of life.

From having nursed alongside a variety of women, Lib knew that self-mastery counted for more than almost any other talent. She.

But was Anna nearer to starved or nearer to well? How to quantify the quality of being alive?

I heard a knocking in my skull, and kept running to the door, but there was never anyone there.

I’m just preparing the way, just like John the Baptist for Our Lord.

None of this dirt is yours, I told her. You’re as clean as rain. She kissed me, but on the forehead this time.

She struggled to think of one day in more than fifteen years of life when instead of drifting along like a leaf on the river she’d simply grabbed what she wanted. The.

Men never feel quite the same about a woman’s body once they know it’s done that thing: widened and torn to push out a baby’s head.

But if there’s no heaven what remains?

Dearest Fido! You’re not the stuff of a chapter,” Helen protests. “Several volumes, at least.

In childhood, Lib remembered, family seemed as necessary and inescapable as a ring of mountains. One never imagined that as the decades went by, one might drift into an unbounded country.

All rather humbling, she added ruefully. Here we are in the golden age of medicine – making such great strides against rabies, typhoid fever, diphtheria – and a common or garden influenza is beating us hollow.

They used to draw a skull at the bottom of a tankard, so when you’d drained it you’d be reminded you were going to die someday.

Only for the duration, of course, for the foreseeable future, as the posters said. Though I was having trouble foreseeing any future. How would we ever get back to normal after the pandemic.

Luckily Sumac has extra Rakhi in her pocket and hands them out to anyone who wants one, because really, who cares so long as the threads get tied.

This flu was clogging the whole works of the hospital. Not just the hospital, I reminded myself – the whole of Dublin. The whole country. As far as I could tell, the whole world was a machine grinding to a halt. Across the globe, in hundreds of languages, signs were going up urging people to cover their coughs.

If I ever got around to loving anyone else, I thought suddenly, it would have to be someone who would neither muffle my thunder nor steal it.

Sometimes love is a pie. There just isn’t enough to go around. Or OK, maybe there is enough love, but not enough time and attention, so you have to grab your piece, and then the pie smashes and you’re fighting for crumbs...

One never imagined that as the decades went by, one might drift into an unbounded country. It struck Lib now how alone in the world she was.

But what on earth had possessed her, to take a wagon this far beyond nowhere? When.

It came to Mary now that her mother had been right, after all; Mary had been born for this. In sixteen years she’d shot along the shortest route she could find between life and death, as the crow flew.

Alice says she can’t explain herself because she’s not herself, she knows who she was this morning but she changed several times since then.

Sitting watching Anna’s eyelids flicker some hours later, Lib found herself longing for the sleep she should have had that afternoon. But this was an old battle, and like any nurse, she knew she could win if she spoke to herself severely enough. The.

Keep your heart infinitesimally small, and sorrow will never spy it...

Not beautiful, not brilliant, no longer young.

At the balls he took me to there were many beautiful young women who didn’t say a word. They answered every question with a shrug or a smile. If champagne got spilt down their dresses they only sighed; when the full moon slid out from behind the castle they watched it in silence. I could not understand it. Had they sold their voices too? Even their bodies were silent, always upright, never loosening their lines. They walked like letters on a page.

The lightest touch might keep Mary there, rooted in this frozen alley. Instead, she stretched out her hand to the worn red ribbon in Doll’s wig. Was it the same one, she wondered, the first one, the ribbon the child Mary had set her eyes and heart on at the Seven Dials, three long years ago?

Wasn’t it so often the girl – no matter how young – who got blamed for having incited her molester with a look?

Work will be your mother, she whispered; it will lead you through dark days; it will clear you a level place to rest at last.

Pretending to misremember a name was such a reliable way to annoy.

The Times had announced that seven thousand pounds had been raised to send a party of Englishwomen to the Crimea as nurses. That, Lib had thought, with dread but also a sense of daring, I believe I could do that. She’d lost so much already, she was reckless. All.

I think she was too tired to play anymore, she was in a hurry to get to Heaven so she didn’t wait, why didn’t she wait for me?

If Earth was such unworthy soil for God’s best specimens, why did he perversely plant them there?

My future was about to happen.

Las personas se mueven tanto por el mundo que constantemente se pierden cosas.

We go in a skyscraper that’s Paul’s office, he says he’s crazy busy but he makes a Xerox of my hands and buys me a candy bar out of the vending machine. Going down in the elevator pressing the buttons, I play I’m actually inside a vending machine. We go in a bit of the government to get Grandma a new Social Security card because she lost the old one, we have to wait for years and years. Afterwards she takes me in a coffee shop where there’s no green beans, I choose a cookie bigger than my face.

We spend most of our lives holding on to objects, he thought, and finally they fall from our cold dead hands and those who tidy up after us have to worry of what to do with all this stuff.

But I go back down near the water with Steppa to look for treasure. We find a white shell like a snail, but when I curl my finger inside, he’s gone out. “Keep it,” say Steppa. “But what about when he comes home?

And why must it always be presumed that a woman’s views are based on personal considerations?

The watch has altered the situation that’s being watched.

So much of motherhood is acting.

It does sometimes seem as if the nineteenth century hasn’t reached this part of the world yet.” He.

Little by little; the way out of the mine was as long as the way in.

In fact the English nurses had spent much of their time stuffing mattresses, stirring gruel, and standing at washtubs, but Lib didn’t want the nun to mistake her for an ignorant menial. That was what nobody understood: saving lives often came down to getting a latrine pipe unplugged.

The girl remembered London as a place of infinite freedom. Now it seemed she’d rented out her whole life to the Joneses in advance. Service had reduced her to a child, put her under orders to get up and lie down at someone else’s whim; her days were spent obeying someone else’s rules, working for someone else’s profit. Nothing was Mary’s anymore. Not even her time was hers to waste.

He supposed it was always that way with the dead, they slid away before we knew enough to ask them the right questions.

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