Defend the pure soul with a filthy body

Alan 2022-01-17 08:01:30

Unsociable strange old woman wandering
split personality timid and selfish solitary writer

seemingly indifferent difficulties of two people have each other "dependent" at virtually 15 carrying
the stench sky stool odor litter everywhere
these ordinary people to bear a few things
but it can be a little older writer normal life

once elegant and beautiful as a light yellow dress
before the sit-in at the church piano
clever melodies jump at the fingertips
this is the elegant life,
but to make fun of fate
she mistakenly thought he hit and killed a man
succumbed his momentary cowardly timidity
but a lifetime to flee uncertain anonymity
countless prayers of repentance many times
she finds that I own this sinful dirty
so she refused to refuse care sympathy refuse to get along
is not afraid because her character perverse
just do not want that ugly and filthy stained others a
line of nearly
her a bath comb Hwan Yung
immersed in a room light yellow sunset in
front slowly moves to the piano
quiver of his hands stroking the keys neat
melodies sound echoed Yang heart
a sound final Xijinqianhua
her writer When she was about to turn around and leave, she called his name and
begged him to hold her hand.
She said that this time was clean and the
last time,
with the last dignity and gratitude
,
made a declaration of parting in her own way
and then
quietly left.

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The Lady in the Van quotes

  • Miss Shepherd: How are people supposed to avoid it? You see, I had it at my fingertips. I had it in my bones. I could play in the dark. Had to sometimes. And the keys were like rooms. C major and D minor. Dark rooms and light rooms. Just like a mansion to me, music. Only it worried me, that playing came easier than praying. And I... I said this, which may have been an error.

    Alan Bennett: Said it to whom?

    Miss Shepherd: My confessor. He said that was another vent the devil could creep through. So, he outlawed the piano. Put paid to music generally. Said dividends would accrue in terms of growth of the spirit. Which they did. They did.

  • Alan Bennett: So much of what this woman's life had been, I found out only after her death. So, to tell her story, I have occasionally had to invent, though much of it one could not make up. And I do not make it up when I say that it was on the morning after this talk, when she lay in the van with her hair washed, that on that same morning comes the social worker into the garden, bearing clean clothes, linen and ointment, and knocks on the door of the van. It is a van no longer. It is a sepulcher.