“You know I could go for a sandwich, but uh, I'm not gonna open two jars. I can't be opening and closing all kinds of jars. And who knows how many knives!”
“I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month.”
“The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.”
“This morning I ate a hamburger for breakfast, and then wept like a baby into an open jar of mayonnaise. I guess that’s just the champion in me.”
“All the heat and fear had purged itself. I felt surprisingly at peace. The bell jar hung suspended a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air. ”
“When one door is closed, don't you know that many more are open”