"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"Every now and then she looked around for tangible evidence of his having ever been there. Where were the butterflies? the blueberries? the whistling reed? She could find nothing, for he had left nothing but his stunning absence."
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Source: Toni Morrison (1987). “Sula”
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