“The two men who had sat before her in the gallery were presented to her.”
“After a dry spell, the rain built in the north and rolled up in a great, towering fortress of cloud, flickering in its belly with lightnings.”
“Take the boat, dear,” she said, “and fetch the doctor from the village. I shall be patient ‘til you return.”
But she thinks, maybe, Mommy lied about the ear thing.
‘That question is very old and has generally been answered by saying that we must know, consciously or intuitively, what a chair, or leaf, or game is.’
…gettin’ all kinky and scientific like courtesy of Thomas Kuhn’s The Structure of Scientific Revolutions
(Source: thefuckwouldisaywhatfor)
