So that it should be ever thus, I went about three times a week, and did what I considered to be a workout for 20 minutes or so, and then sat in the lovely juice bar, reading the newspaper, listening to piped Vivaldi and eating alfalfa sprouts.
My afternoon unfolded thus: I went to the first site on my list (Celtic Twilight), and click, click, click … twenty-three sites (not on my original list) and one hour later, my brain filled with random Celtic factoids, I got up to go to the bathroom.
Thus, I went into jurisprudence.
Thus, I went through my most formative years without knowing who I was or what I stood for.
Fascinated by spiders, White researched them meticulously, even portraying himself as a spider in a poem for his wife Katharine which concludes "Thus I, gone forth, as spiders do, / In spider's web a truth discerning, / Attach one silken strand to you / For my returning".
I vote for the last, in which White, ever modest, transferred his wife's homage to his good gray heroine — transferred it but kept it, for in a poem, "Natural History," addressed to Katharine from Toronto in 1929, he had already identified himself as a spider: Thus I, gone forth, as spiders do, In spider's web a truth discerning, Attach one silken strand to you For my returning.
Thus I go for the Claymore/Clear Global Timber Index Fund (11, CUT; 0.6%), an ETF.
Thus inspired, I went out for Halloween as Amy Winehouse.
Thus rejuvenated, I went out for a stroll around town.
Thus emboldened, I went over to the desk and picked up the books.
Thus refreshed, I went and watched a half-hour projected video, "Rich Cat Dies of Heart Attack in Chicago," by the Spanish artist Fernando Sánchez Castillo.
