Matisse Picasso And Gertrude Stein Part 14

In more winding there is gla.s.s and in a sound there is a swing. Any time to do it different means a change in every second, the seconds are the same.

Pleasure in onions means that gambling has no milk. That is what has come to remain away. The time of the pansy is so original.

The spoon, the spoon, that weight, a closet, a plate and all of the chase that makes silver so killing, a whole temper is sustained and the noon has more place than daylight. All the happy day is that way. A question is answer.

A lamp and tr.i.m.m.i.n.g and the description of the children and the certain indigestion when the reason is not thrilling. So then the time comes when some one has to stay.

All the temper which shows that there must not be that meaning shows no more than is forgotten. Hoping anything is hoping that that is a lesson. Not hoping does not show more memory than there is fact. There is no fact.

More mining than pedestrianism and more hot water bottling does mean that cheapness is something and nothing is subdued. More shows the place and feathers are neglected for more winter and surely steam is something, it surely has no way to make a house change the river, really not any way.

Please the locksmith and the price and throw the cushion on the floor and make a little piece of b.u.t.ter show more strength than any orange.

All of it together make the sun and the change is delightful. There is no moon. Cats see that. They can misuse a piece of surrounding moss.

Pale and paling, all the octoroon has some color. A chocolate is not sweet if it is not vanilla. It is a sweet taste and the mouth is bigger.

It eats more. It is not annoyed with pink powder. It is not annoyed any more. Containing contradictions makes a melon sour. A melon has no use for such a color. It has no unrest.

To climb and shine and to decline, to sink and save and have the water pour, all this and more, there is no sight that has not every vestige sold in pieces. There is no interval between mentioning. There is a tropical misuse. There is the same. There are many there more.

The two shouting are not about. They have the coil in their hair. All hair is idle. There is no medicine.

Like no sheep and like a lamb, there is no meat, there is a sheet. Like a church and like a tape there are circles there, there is a hidden chair.

All the day that the print discloses is that which causes the circle. A feeling is nice.

By the little piece of string, by the ocean travel, by the whole thing dwindling, by the recitation, by the actual counting there are things to doubt, there are more exaggerations there than there is a twinkling bucket. So the decision has that vellum syncopation. A blind bed bite is thunder struck.

Please tell the artichoke to underestimate valor. Change is made in the book-trade.

Lay the end left and put the tooth next, spice the same handkerchief and season the tomato, it is no use to be silly and if there is spoiling why should an atlas show that. It does, that is what makes it a journey.

To mention that the sound a piece is all in the same bosom. So then.

Present the time and section the sailing of a coat. Show no theory. Show the satisfaction and see the window. All the gentleness is mixing. There is a dream.

All the rest is burned. There is no auction.

Then the singing is dirty and silence is louder. Then there is a dwelling. There is mingling in a cushion. The pet is particular. It sees silkiness in sulking. It is so delighted. It is a wonder.

Aim to please and tend to save, show the honor of the tripe, squeeze the whole pen wiper close, show the arc light where to choose, see the cable leave the ton, show it the face merrily, there is rousing in the cake there is a bite in the plain pin, there is no more disgrace than there is. There certainly is not.

Alright, show more, show it broadly, show it so that if there is a dispute, if there is any reason to fear more than the most there will be the time to say more and to say it very nicely. This is the reason given for shaken a cream pitcher. Surely there is that much certainly.

A dirty bath is so clean that there is eyesight. A sponge, a crack in soap, all that makes nails longer. It does and yet if there is no change of name there is an example. Names are mingling.

Names are mingling and the surprise is not official. It is recorded and a nightingale is a song. A song is pretty nearly more. It is singing.

Please utter that change three times and then what happens, it happens and the whole little taste is so winking that there is no light. There is night. There is night light, there is pink light, there is midnight.

All the chief occupations are in the checked dress. This is made of curtains and calico and rhodedendrons and kindling wood and even of some gauze. This is so soon summer.

All of it is in a hat. A hat is yellow. If a hat is that color why should sleeves be shorter. If sleeves are shorter why is a dress yellow.

There is an answer.

A blade and a setting that has the colors of a simple sample of right resolution is so sweet that there is a precious saying.

I and y and a d and a letter makes a change. The obligation is mutual.

Will the pieces widen. If they do then thickness is increasing. A caution, that makes midnight. A cake, that makes squeezing. If there is reading and recollection is tall and the time that has light has made the night, if there is reading and a recollection makes arithmetic, then a memory has no choice, it remembers nothing, it remembers more, it enlarges satisfaction. Is satisfaction suspicion, it is there, it is in peace. All the time is sweeping. All that and more. No use is more hindered than a smelling cover. That is so neat and particular. All the same there is no answer.

Smell is not a wall. So small and so drunk from a well. A wink is not somber. So fine and there is no time. Patience means curls.

A patent is not the same thing as no place to lay down in a room. This does show that something is bought. The means to station a chair in a place is so made that the feet are covered. A little of feet does not make any difference. There is no interpretation.

Light as a spoon and no duller and some silver and a spilling of a whole a.s.sortment of cheese this does make the suggestion that not touching is not everything.

Candy is lively. The kindness of smelling. That last scent is lingering.

If the precious thing is ripe it has been washed. Smelling is not patient. It is reduced and remembered.

The sign, the left and the laugh, all the tangle, the length of light, piece the pressing, to be near and that graciously makes hindering gracious in sleeping. The sent hindering is attacking clinging. The closeness is thin request.

Wipe no more and pillow the time to rise, wipe in and have no shutter, weigh and rest more in the middle, protect the top, hold all princ.i.p.ally.

Dimmer than a demand of a dance in the surrounding depreciation. And then than whom is the pleasure. A life was sardine to play. A land was thinner. Than which side was tacit. The noise was a pimple. A convex is not hurtled.

So the same solid slice shows the use of that. It was not right. If there was the occasion then surely there should be the sanction. And why if there is no chance should there be no refusal. Because if the place is there, there are the times. More does not make that difference. There will not be.

A turn in the place and smelling is sticking, the section that is is not unsatisfactory. To begin to be plain. To begin to be plain is a plain duty. The right to be plain is a plain right. The resumption of being plain is the resuming being plain. There is a conviction and a satisfaction and a resemblance between blue houses and blue horizon.

A private life is the long thick tree and the private life is the life for me. A tree which is thick is a tree which is thick. A life which is private is not what there is. All the times that come are the times I sing, all the singing I sing are the tunes I sing. I sing and I sing and the tunes I sing are what are tunes if they come and I sing. I sing I sing.

A lovely night to stay awake and smell the cake and masticate. A lovely night and no need of surprises, that is what makes it so free of noises.

He came and said he had fried it hard and he had and we smelled it and it was as he did not say it was, it was chewy and it was made as it was made and if there was no hesitation there was no refusal. Could it be true that there was meaning in there being no refusal. Very likely it was not true that there was meaning in there not being refusal.

A curious little thing is that a substantial piece of cauliflower shows in the nose and shows so well that there is no smell. A very curious thing is that a whole name means no more than if there is success, not a bit more place is used by those using more than by those receiving company. It makes every one glad to see the genius and the energy and the simple way that a thing is put down. Why is there any reason that there should be hesitation. Is it necessary that one seeing the time not wasted should arrange that there is no more fatigue. Is it singular that the afternoon and the evening follow the morning. Does follow mean coming after and why if it does, why is there no reason. It is not especial that no more reason is curious than a large picture. A single moment and no catastrophe does show that care makes any one nervous.

There is no time to use speed. The promise will be kept and sometime any little word will be the one written.

Once upon a time when there was a word which went there once upon a time there was a pillow. A pillow is not whiter when there is a moon than it is when there is paper. Once when there was more extravagance than there is blaming once there was a door and that was made of white lining. This had under it what did not disappoint a chicken. This is not industry it is regularity.

Four sses are not singular. Four sses are not at all singular and the fashion which is changing shows itself then, it shows in there being four and many more, it shows itself in blame, in expectation, in direct appeal, in singular ways of establishing a result, in certain very particular investigations and hopes and determinations and even it does even sometimes show itself in audacity and in endearments. All the time that this is happening there is result and antic.i.p.ation.

The faithful prosecution of an intermediate expression between obligation and restraint and reverberation is such that the mornings could be used.

To go into the mud and spill potatoes, to go into the water and pick up water, to go everywhere and wash a petunia, this is a disgrace, it is such a disgrace that there is no meaning in closing and yet, why forget, when to forget is one thing, which to forget is something, the simple time to select a new example is in the same way. This happened and the end of it all was that any way there was no reason why any establishment should have a way to pray. This did not mean that there was any reason in eye sight, this means simply that the whole thing is not any of the appurtenance of the register. The time when that is mentioned. The time how, that is mentioned. All the time there is mentioned that the list is long.

A dot in the center and that which is proportioned if it is made of lead, if it is easily made is so impressionable. There is no greater satisfaction than in everything.

A baker had a basket and a basket was bigger, there is no baker and a basket is bigger, there is no wax and there is an impression and certainly very certainly there is proportion.

A beggar who begs and a print which prints, a surface which heats and a smoke which smokes, all this makes silver and gold is not cheaper not so much cheaper that there is no clatter. All the conscience which tells that little tongue to tickle is the one that does not refer to teeth. To remember, to forget, to silence all the mistakes, to cause perfection and indignation and to be sweet smelling, to fasten a splendid ulster and to reduce expenses, all this makes no charge, it does not even make wine, it makes the whole thing incontestable. The doctrine which changed language was this, this is the dent.i.tion, the doctrine which changed that language was this, it was the language segregating. This which is an indication of more than anything else does not prove it. There is no pa.s.sion. A little tiny piece of stamp, a little search for whiting, a little search for more and more does not disturb the resting.