“Rain clouds and stormy moods take time to blow away, but sooner or later the sun always comes out.”

“I never see that prettiest thing-A cherry bough gone white with Spring-But what I think, "How gay 'twould beTo hang me from a flowering tree.”

“A cold wind raced across the surrounding fields of wild grass, turning the land into a heaving dark-green ocean. It sighed up through the branches of cherry trees and rattled the thick leaves. Some...”

“He loved her like the first time every time. Like the first time all the time.”