The Light of Evening Quotes.

21. "Chrissie tried all the chairs, the armchairs, the high chairs, the spindle-back chairs, Is that apple wood, is that tulip wood, is that rosewood, Pascal? People pitying her with her limp, in a yellow summery dress with a wide green sash as if she was entering a dance competition. Remarking on the holly to be so rich with berries, she said a good crop of berries always meant an addition to the family,"
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

22. "That was the thing about America, people always moving on, so that a girl had to snap up a beau as fast as she could."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

23. "Jenny is super duper was the answer back. Jenny knew how to humor the missus, calling her a slip of a girl and drawing attention to every feature of her attire, down to the velvet shoes, that would you believe it were called mules, mules with a field of flowers and medallions on them, like a carpet."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

24. "The punch was getting to them, their faces redder and small tiffs between couples,"
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

25. "four of us slept in the one bed, two at the bottom and two at the top. All of us tossed and turned and raved in our sleep."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

26. "evening when I got back from the convent where I worked part-time my clothes were in a bundle on the step, my name in big print on a label on top. At first I thought it was a joke, but when I examined it I saw that every stitch I owned was in there, my pleated skirt, my good shoes, laddered stockings, my brush and comb, my prayer book, everything."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

27. "Wakened one morning in some dive to know the game was up. Nausea, the shivers, the disease that bums, stevedores, poets, and the city elders all fell foul to. The syph. Had to be burned out of him. Oh man, the mercury that cured also took away, a descent into blindness. I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin and defiled my horn in the dust."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

28. "I had clung to the fable of the Steppenwolf, believing that his redemption would also become mine."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

29. "Oh Father, oh Mother, forgive us, for we know not what we do."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

30. "is the unseen guest at every table, the silent listener to every conversation—her mother thereby inferring that she too would be the unseen guest and the silent listener to every conversation."
- Edna O'Brien, The Light of Evening

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