"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"It had been the longest time since she had had a rib-scraping laugh. She had forgotten how deep and down it could be. So different from the miscellaneous giggles and smiles she had learned to be content with these past few years."
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Source: Toni Morrison (1987). “Sula”
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