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He Was Sick With Lust And Mesmerized With Regret

Mankind Is Resilient: The Atrocities That Horrified Us A Week Ago Become Acceptable Tomorrow.

Her Own Body Was Such A Familiar And Unremarkable Thing To Her That She Was Puzzled By The Convulsive Ecstasy Men Could Take From It, By The Intense And Amusing Need They Had Merely To Touch It, To Reach Out Urgently And Press It, Squeeze It, Pinch It, Rub It. She Did Not Understand Yossarian's Lust; But She Was Willing To Take Is Word For It.

Actually There Were Many Officers' Clubs That Yossarian Had Not Helped Build, But He Was Proudest Of The One On Pianosa. It Was A Sturdy And Complex Monument To His Powers Of Determination. Yossarian Never Went There To Help Until It Was Finished; Then He Went There Often, So Pleased Was He With The Large , Fine, Rambling Shingled Building. It Was A Truly Splendid Building, And Yossarian Throbbed With A Mighty Sense Of Accomplishment Each Time He Gazed At It And Reflected That None Of The Work That Had Gone Into It Was His.

I Don't Understand The Process Of Imagination-though I Know That I Am Very Much At Its Mercy.