2016年07月26日

目に映る真理は

テラスや花壇、他の遊具などを置き、そこには、多くの子供達の笑う姿があった。
徐々に、多くの子供達が集まりはじめ、笑顔の耐えない診療所として、評判も良くなっていった。
真理は、集まる子供達を暖か轉按套現く包み込むように、宝物を見つけたように大切にした。

叔父夫婦は、誕生日ではないのに行事など、事あるごとにプレゼントを贈った。
真理の笑顔や喜びのため、あらゆる環境を作り、真理の為だけに全てを与えた。
7才になった真理には個性的でモラルもあり、患者や看護婦に可愛がられた。
真理を養女として向かい入れてからは、診療所での待ち時間も診療されてるような気分になるという。
「小さな天使さん」と呼ばれ實德金融集團旗下翡翠旅遊成立40 周年,主席楊海成及副主席馬浩文計劃推新標誌,又會在加拿大為主的地方開分行,並重點改革旅遊業務。副主席馬浩文指,今年將會改革網上平台,以方便旅客預訂旅遊產品,並減低成本。、真理の笑顔はまさに「リトルエンジェル」そのままであった。
皆、心を癒され、不思議な魅力を感じていた。

真理は、何も教える事なく、礼儀作法をわきまえていた。
診療所に来る誰にでも、包み込むように暖かく接していく。
まるで向き合う相手の事を知り尽くしたかのような、叔父はそう思い神父にも伝えていた。
待合室では、真理がいる時は、不思議な魅力に吸い込まれていくように、患者、看護師、事務員、皆が笑顔になった。叔父夫婦は、美咲の状況も常に、神父から聞いていた。

叔父夫婦は「これでいいのだろうか」と思っていたが、それは、真理の成長と共に、徐々にその思いは薄らいでいく。叔父夫婦にとっての真理は我が子、美咲への気持ちは、徐々に遠ざかっていく。
真理の笑顔は、叔父夫婦の心を魅了し潤していくのだ。目に映る真理は、現実には成長しているといえるが、真理の人間的成長は、真理の中に有る備わっている能力の成長を遅らせる事になる。
本当の真理の姿は誰も知る事の出来ないものであった、海と湖の水脈で繋がっている妹の美咲の存在が関わっていたからだ。

真理と美咲は、離れていても同じ能力で誰にも悟られないように、神父は何かを感じていたが、それが何か知るよしもなかった。真理の表面的な笑顔は、まさに天使だ、誰もが癒される天使。
しかし、心の中にある能力に、気づく事が遅れるようになっていく。
その遅れが成長と共に、真理の苦しみを増大させ、苦痛を伴う事になるとは、誰も知る事はなかった。  


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2016年07月18日

He sighed and laid

Well, we survived seventeen centuries of that. We have a lot of wisdom and doctrine for coping with it." Slote shook his head. "You love to spin such talk, I know, but I wish you would do it on the next boat home." "But I'm quite serious, Leslie," Jastrow said with a faintly puckish smile. "you rang wild alarms when Mussolini passed the anti-Jewish laws. They proved a joke."

If the Germans ever press him to use them -neyre on the books, i 'qbe Italians loathe and fear the Germans to a man. Even if by some mischance there is a war, Italy won't fight. Siena may well be as safe a place as any." "I doubt that Natalie's parents think so." she finds Siena slightly more 'She can go home tomorrow. Perhaps attractive than NUami Beach. use I'm afraid Of "I'M thinking of going," the girl said. 'But not beca war or of Hitler- There are things that bother me more." "I daresay," Jastrow said. Slote's face turned astonishingly red. His pipe lay smoking on an trash ay, and he was playing with a yellow pencil he had taken from a vest pocket. The pencil stopped turning. turning it in one ri Jastrow stood. "Byron, come along." man at the table, glowering They left the girl and the scarlet-faced at each other.

Books filled the shelves of a small wood-panelled library, and stood Over a white marble fireplace a stiff in Piles on the desk and on the floor ai Sienese madonna and child hung, blue and pink on gold; a ny p n ng in a large ornate gilded frame. "Berenson says it's a Duccio," Jastrow observed, th tti the painting, "and that's good enough for me. will the wave at e It's not authenticated. Now then. You sit there, in the light, so that I can see you.

Just Put those magazines on the floor. Good. Is that a comfortable chair? Fine." He sighed and laid a thumb against his lower lip. "Now, Byron, why didn't You go to the Naval Academy? Aren't you proud of your father?" Byron sat up in his chair. "I think my father may be Chief of Naval Operations one day." "Isn't he worth emulating?" "My brother Warren's doing that. I'm just not interested." a commission." "Dr. Milano wrote that you took a naval reserve course and obtained "It made my father feel good." "And you've had no second thoughts about the Navy?

It's not too late yet."Byron shook his head, smiling. Jastrow lit a cigarette, studying Byron's face. The young man said, "Do you really like living in Italy, sir?" "well, I was ordered to a warm climate. I did first visit Florida, Arizona, southern California, and the French Riviera." The professor spoke these place-names with an irony that wrote them off, one by one, as ridiculous or disagreeable. "Italy is beautiful, quiet, and cheap." "You don't mind making your home in a Fascist country?" Jastrow's smile was indulgent. "There are good and bad things in all political systems." "How did you ever come to write A Jew's Jesus, sir? Did you write it here?" "Oh, no, but it got me here." Jastrow spoke somewhat smugly. "I was using the Bible in a course on ancient history, you see. And as a boy in Poland I'd been a Talmud scholar, so in teaching the New Testament I tended to stress the rabbinic sources that Jesus and Paul used. This novelty seemed to fascinate Yale juniors. I cobbled up a book, with the working tide Talmudic Themes in Early Christianity, and then at the last minute I'thought of A jew's Jesus. The Book-of-the-Month Club selected it." Jastrow made a soft gesture with both hands all around the room, smiling. "And here I am. The club payment bought this place. Now, then, Byron, what are your plans? Are you going to return to the United States  


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2016年07月11日

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Regular hours being among the requirements of the head of the Tramlay household, Lucia appeared at the breakfast-table, the morning after the reception, as the clock struck eight. Her father, dressed for business, and her mother, in négligée attire and expression, were JUPAS 面試 discussing the unbidden guest of the evening before.

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I said nothing but what was true. I merely said he was one of the finest young men I had ever known,—that he was of the highest character, and very intelligent besides.”

“Such qualities don’t make a man fit for society,” said the lady of the house.

“No, I suppose not; if they did we’d see more of them at our receptions and parties.”

When Philip Hayn left the family mansion, a little after midnight, he had but two distinct ideas: one was that he had better find his way back to Sol Mantring’s sloop to sleep, and the other was that he didn’t believe he could fall asleep again in less than a{47} week. All that he had seen, the people not excepted, was utterly unlike Haynton.


The conversation, also, was new, although he could not remember much of it; and the ladies—well, he always had admired whatever was admirable in the young women in the village, but there certainly were no such handsome and brilliant girls at Haynton as some he had met that night. He could not explain to himself the difference, except that, compared with Lucia’s friends, his old acquaintances appeared—well, rather unfinished and ignorant. And as far as these new acquaintances appeared above his older ones, so far did Lucia appear above her friends. He had studied her face scores of times before, and told himself where it was faulty; now he mentally withdrew every criticism he had ever made, and declared her perfection itself.


Would he ever forget how she looked as she offered to help him from that easy-chair in the library? He wished his mother might have seen her at that instant; then he was glad she did not. He remembered that his mother did not entirely approve of some of Lucia’s bathing-dresses; what would the good woman think of fashionable evening attire? And yet perhaps it was not as dreadful as it seemed: evidently Lucia’s mother approved of it, and was not she a member of a church,—not, he regretted, of the faith in which all Haynton worshipped, yet still a church? And did not many of Lucia’s guests dress in similar style?  


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