"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"Each member of the family in his own cell of consciousness, each making his own patchwork quilt of reality - collecting fragments of experience here, pieces of information there. From the tiny impressions gleaned from one another, they created a sense of belonging and tried to make do with the way they found each other."
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Source: Toni Morrison (1998). “Paradise”, Knopf
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