"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"Now he knew why he loved her so. Without ever leaving the ground, she could fly. 'There must be another one like you,' he whispered to her. 'There's got to be at least one more woman like you."
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Source: Toni Morrison (1987). “Sula”
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