“She said to herself, with determination to face it, that she would ‘get closer to nature’. It was a phrase that took away the edge of her distaste for the veld. ‘Getting close to nature’, which was sanctioned, after all, by the pleasant sentimentality of the sort of books she read, was a reassuring abstraction. At the week-ends, when she worked in town, she had gone out for picnics with crowds of young people, to sit all day long on hot rocks in the shade, listening to a portable gramophone playing dance music from America, and had thought of that, too, as ‘getting close to nature’. ‘It’s nice to get out of town,’ she would say. But like most people, the things she said bore no relation at all to the things she felt: she was always profoundly relieved to get back to hot and cold water in the taps and the streets and the office..”
“‘There’s more to life than what you read in books,’ said Weary. ‘You’ll find that out’.”
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I will probably regret this