"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"Life that crawled, life that slunk and crept and never closed its eyes. Life that burrowed and scurried, and life so still it was indistinguishable from the ivy stems on which it lay. Birth, life, and death - each took place on the hidden side of a leaf."
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Source: Toni Morrison, Danille Kathleen Taylor-Guthrie (1994). “Conversations with Toni Morrison”, p.260, Univ. Press of Mississippi
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