#347 Blessed Harry- Edith Pearlman
Life is a quantifiable, verifiable, scientific thing. The
family represented here is pretty intent on taking life in a very
literal manner. Nothing surprises, nothing excites, and everything is
explainable, even when it isn’t:
“Dinner-table conversations were full of information, not
always accurate,, and full of earnest misquotations; the boys’ manners if not
perfect were adequate, and the dining-room mirror obediently reflected them
all.”
This is an odd little fable, yet enjoyable.
Notable Passage: “But what counted was how you behaved while
death let you live, and how you met death when life released you.”
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