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like that of a woman longing for God

— Susanna.

— Yes.

— I need you.

She more or less heard him. Her head was thrown back like that of a woman longing for God.

— I shouldn’t have drunk so much, she murmured.

He began to unbutton her blouse.

— No, she said, trying to rebutton it.

He was unfastening her brassiere. H…

—p.130 Last Night Last Night (120) by James Salter
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beneath the flow of time topic/the-passage-of-time

He was barely breathing. He waited, but she did not say anything more. Hardly believing what he was doing he pushed the needle in—it was effortless—and slowly injected the contents. He heard her sigh. Her eyes were closed as she lay back. Her face was peaceful. She had embarked. My God, he thought,…

—p.129 Last Night (120) by James Salter
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beneath the flow of time topic/the-passage-of-time

He was barely breathing. He waited, but she did not say anything more. Hardly believing what he was doing he pushed the needle in—it was effortless—and slowly injected the contents. He heard her sigh. Her eyes were closed as she lay back. Her face was peaceful. She had embarked. My God, he thought,…

—p.129 Last Night (120) by James Salter
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she had a face now that was for the afterlife

It was in the uterus and had travelled from there to the lungs. In the end, she had accepted it. Above the square neck-line of her dress the skin, pallid, seemed to emanate a darkness. She no longer resembled herself. What she had been was gone; it had been taken from her. The change was fearful, e…

—p.123 Last Night (120) by James Salter
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your hand on the small of her naked back

Newell wanted to confide in Westerveldt. He sat silent, however, unable to begin. He was helplessly in love with this woman. When she dressed up she was simply beautiful. If you saw them together in the Wienerstube, his round white brow gleaming in the light and her across from him, smoking, you wo…

—p.114 Arlington (113) by James Salter