“Old people who live too long come to resemble turtles. As though time turned in a curve, and down they go to the reptiles again. Not the little wet naked frog they were born. But the tortoise. Cold eyes, sagging circles of skin, the nose becomes beak. The shell of sleep.” PeopleLittlesLongEyeAgeBornSleepColdSkinsCirclesNakedOld AgeNosesWetShellsCurvesOld PeopleFrogsTurtlesReptilesTortoisesBeaksSaggingCold Eyes Book:The Inland Island Source: The Inland Island
“pacifists lead a lonely life. Not even gathering together can take the place of that vast, warm sun of approval that is shed on motherhood, on law-abiding, on killing, and on making money. Someday will we come into our own? Well, motherhood may move into the shade. Law-abiding is going through a trauma. But killing and making money are good for a long, long time.” WellsMayLongWarTogetherMovingLawSunLong TimeLonelyKillingTraumaWarmMotherhoodMaking MoneySomedayShadeApprovalShedGatheringAbidingPacifistLonely LifeGathering Together Author:Josephine Winslow Johnson