"Once only since my abode in this convent has my heart gone back to the things of its former life; but tenderly—not repiningly.

“ ‘Bolero’ is an exercise in compulsivity, structure and perseveration,” Dr. Miller said.

But to me, the corn seemed hypergreen. It looked unnatural. What corn and sorghum we'd raised when I was a kid had survived on our scant rainfall. Without irrigation, seeds had to be planted farther apart so that they could compete for moisture. Looking at a cornfield then, I'd seen as much gray dirt between the stalks as I had emerald green. Our old, dryland, prechemical approach had more in common with the way I'd seen Hopi Indians farm than it did with our present methods.

'E's got th' monkey on 'is back ower this letter job, said the father secretly to me.