This story makes me think of this song!

"Oh Daddy," Stokesie said beside me. "I feel so faint."

(142)

"No; she was drinking in a very elixir of life through that open window."

(151)

This song is about the longing for equality among races.

These noises converged in a single sensation of life for me: I imagined that I bore my chalice safely through a throng of foes.

(200

Miss Brill is describing how she sees everyone around her as if they were in a play every Sunday.

"For Halloween I drew a picture of her riding a broom with a scrawny cat on the back."

(348)

"He had loved Martha more than his men, and as a consequence Lavender was now dead, and this was something he would have to carry like a stone in his stomach for the rest of the war."

(433)

"That car's a classic! But you went and ran the piss right put of it, Lyman, and you know it don't deserve that. I kept that car in A-one shape."

(445)

"She carried her head high enough-even when we believed that she was fallen."

(325)

This action shows that Emily is strong and not revealing.

"...I drip tears into the pan, a sea of me."

(339)

"In fine, we thought that he was everything

To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light..."

(02)

It was I think the third time I read it that I started to pick up on the foreshadowing taking place early in the story. An example of this would be the little boys making piles of rocks.

On a side note, I found myself wondering if our society could succumb to something of this nature.

I hated the ending to this story. The stress the little boy is under because of money kills him. No one that young should have to worry that much about money

This reminds me of a gang, especially the from the line...

"We die soon." (639)

When the poem compares the world to a puddle, I believe it is talking about the snow of winter melting and revealing the new life of spring.

"We romped until the pans

Slid from the kitchen shelf;..."

"The hand that held my wrist

Was battered on one knuckle;

At every step you missed

My right ear scraped a buckle."

(671

Death of a Salesman provides a perfect example about how lying and working too much can destroy a family. The main character, Willy Loman, has all the wrong priorities.