("Rosie")

The latest two plot developments didn't please me at all: the man for Elizabeth turned out to be a cheater; her daughter Rosie's best friend's father showed Rosie his penis in his study. So I'm calling it quits at this late (>2/3) stage.

Books within this book:

• "Read any good books lately?" And then he and Elizabeth were off and running: Far Tortuga? Birdy? Under the Volcano? Rabbit, Run? Middlemarch? Milagro Beanfield War? At Play in the Fields of the Lord? Out of Africa? Wapshot Chronicle? One Hundred Years of Solitude? Herzog? White Mule? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Passage to India? Yeah. "How about Schuyler?"
  
• 'The nightingales are singing in the orchards of our mothers.'
• [Malraux, "Antimemoires"]: I have experienced time and again, in humble or dazzling circumstances, those moments when the mystery of life appears to each of us as it appears to almost every woman when she looks into a child's face and to almost every man when he looks into the face of someone dead.
  
• 'i want to do with you what spring does to the cherry trees': neruda.
• Oh, God, this is becoming "A Telephone Call."
• 'Humanity i love you because you /are perpetually putting the secret of/life in your pants and forgetting/ it's there and sitting down." (cummings)
•  "Thus Spake Zarathustra", "Spoon River Anthology",
  

__ a spacious bravery
__ irretrievably rich
__ some recreational conflict-mongering,
__ "What shall we name it?" Andrew asked, holding her. "Demo," she said. They named their baby girl Rosie.

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