"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"guileless and without vanity,we were still in love with ourselves then. We felt comfortable in our own skins, enjoyed the news that our senses released to us, admired our dirt, cultivated our scars, and could not comprehend this unworthiness."
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Source: Beloved. Book by Toni Morrison, books.google.ru. September 4, 2014.
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