– А куда нам девать себя вечером? – воскликнула Дэзи. – И завтра, и послезавтра, и в ближайшие тридцать лет?– Пожалуйста, не впадай в меланхолию, – сказала Джордан. – С первым осенним холодком жизнь начнется сначала.– Да, но сейчас так жарко, – настаивала Дэзи чуть не со слезами. – И все как в тумане. Знаете что, давайте пойдем в город!
Charmian: Kind sir, give me a good fortune.Fortuneteller:I don’t make fortunes; I only see them.Charmian:Then see a good one for me.Fortuneteller:Your beauty will be even greater than it is now.Charmian(to the others) He means I’ll get fat.IrasNo, he means you’ll use makeup when you’re old.Fortuneteller:You will love more than you are loved.Charmian:I had rather heat my liver with drinking.
Well, feel this, why don’t you? Feel how it feels to have a bed to sleep in and somebody there not worrying you to death about what you got to do each day to deserve it. Feel how that feels. And if that don’t get it, feel how it feels to be a coloredwoman roaming the roads with anything God made liable to jump on you. Feel that.