Taste: pumpkin curry soup
Sight: heading the ball, thin men running
Touch: unexpected heat, a muggy day; weeping, downcast eyes, the weight of sadness
Sound: Seattle Sounders, a marching band, drums, tubas, trombones,
Smell: garlic, salt, oil; garlic fries
Extra: sporting rituals; a favorite protagonist: Dorothea Brooke from George Eliot's Middlemarch: "I have no longings. I mean for myself. Except that I should like not to have so much more than my share without doing anything for others. But I have a belief of my own, and it comforts me...That by desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don't quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are part of the divine power against evil--widening the skirts of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower... It is my life. I try not to have desires merely for myself, because they may not be good for others, and I have too much already." — Dorothea and "But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs." — Middlemarch
Sight: heading the ball, thin men running
Touch: unexpected heat, a muggy day; weeping, downcast eyes, the weight of sadness
Sound: Seattle Sounders, a marching band, drums, tubas, trombones,
Smell: garlic, salt, oil; garlic fries
Extra: sporting rituals; a favorite protagonist: Dorothea Brooke from George Eliot's Middlemarch: "I have no longings. I mean for myself. Except that I should like not to have so much more than my share without doing anything for others. But I have a belief of my own, and it comforts me...That by desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don't quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are part of the divine power against evil--widening the skirts of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower... It is my life. I try not to have desires merely for myself, because they may not be good for others, and I have too much already." — Dorothea and "But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs." — Middlemarch
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