quarta-feira, novembro 08, 2006

...he wondered what it might mean about him...

«Corde had become attached to Gigi - her distracted, flustered charm, her classic straight nose and full Egyptian eyes. Even the permanent wave, gone wrong at the back. He liked the old girl a lot. As for her, she had noted how he tended the cyclamens. He watered them from beneath, setting the pots in bowl of water. She said to him, "There is not much to offer you. The one thing we can be lavish of is these flowers." He wondered what it might mean about him as a 'serious adult' that the flowers should claim so much of his attention.»

(Saul Bellow, The Dean's December)

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