“I knew then what harmony meant: what belonging was. Just like a raindrop joining in the fun at the big river. I was the little raindrop, and she was the river.”
“..if you put enough raindrops together you have a river.”
“And I feel like the Queen of Water. I feel like water that transforms from a flowing river to a tranquil lake to a powerful waterfall to a freshwater spring to a meandering creek to a salty sea to raindrops gentle on your face to hard, stinging hail to frost on a mountaintop, and back to a river again.”
“I knew every raindrop by its name.”
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.”