"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"Only her tight, tight eyes were left. They were always left...They were everything. Everything was there, in them...Thrown, in this way, into the binding conviction that only a miracle could relieve her, she would never know her beauty. She would see only what there was to see: the eyes of other people."
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Source: Toni Morrison (1987). “Sula”
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