Here ya go, Lydia:
Caroline
or Change:
“I’m the
daughter of a maid,
in her
uniform, crisp and clean!
Nothing
can ever make me afraid!...
For
change comes fast and change comes slow but
Everything
changes!” (Kushner 126)
My sorrow
go where my heart grow calm.
When you
stop breathing air you get
Oh so
calm,
No fire
down there
So it’s
calm calm calm
And
there’s never any money
So it’s
very very calm
But you
miss
Oh you
miss
The sun
and the moon and the wooden bassoon” (124).
The
Scarlet Letter:
“The
scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread.
Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers,—stern and wild ones,–and
they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss” (Hawthorne 184).
“Pearl
kissed [Dimmesdale’s] lips. A spell was broken…The wild infant… had developed
all her sympathies; and as her tears fell upon her father’s cheek, they were
the pledge that she would grow up amid human job and sorrow, nor for ever do
battle with the world, but be a woman in it” (234).
The Great
Gatsby:
‘“I
wouldn’t ask too much of her,” I ventured. “You can’t repeat the past.” “Can’t
repeat the past?” he cried incredulously. “Why of course you can!” He looked
around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house,
just out of reach of his hand” (Fitzgerald 110).
“I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the
best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool” (17).
Extremely Loud:
“…I told him my idea”. He wrote, “Why
would you want to do that?” I told him, “Because it’s the truth, and Dad loved
the truth.” “What truth?” “That he’s dead” (321).
“I wanted to be with him.
Or anyone.
I don’t know if I’ve ever loved your
grandfather.
But I’ve loved not being alone” (309).
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