The bed was no longer a daisy field for her and Joe to play in. It was a place where she went and laid down when she was sleepy.
Then Joe Starks realized all the meanings and his vanity bled like a flood. Janie had robbed him of his illusion of irresistible maleness that all cherish, which was terrible.
Talkin' about me lookin' old! When you pull down yo' britches, you look lak de change uh life.
So Janie began to think of Death. Stands watchful and motionless all day with his sword drawn back, waiting for the messenger to bid him come. She was liable to find a feather from his wings lying in her yard any day now.
Ah know it And now you got tuh die tuh find out dat you got tuh pacify somebody besides yo'self if you wants any love and any sympathy in dis world. You ain't tried tuh pacify nobody but yo'self. Too busy listening tuh yo' own big voice.
Shut up! Ah wish thunder and lightnin' would kill yuh!
She had found a jewel down inside herself and she had wanted to walk where people could see her and gleam it around. But she had been set in the market-place to sell.
He set it up and began to show her and she found herself glowing inside. Somebody wanted her to play. Somebody thought it natural for her to play.
Yes, Ah do, and then agin Ah don't know whether Ah do or not, 'cause nobody ain't never showed me how.
How about playin' you some checkers? You looks hard tuh beat.