“They say this war is a cloud over the land! But they make the weather and then they stand in the rain and say, ‘Shit, it’s raining!”
“They call this war a cloud over the land. But they made the weather and then they stand in the rain and say 'Shit, it's raining!”
“Hard weather, says the old man. So let it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will wash rain like the stones.”
“But Spencer is here, after all. He stands at the back, just outside his office. “What happened?” he asks.My eyes burn from the pelting rain and the salt of my tears. “It’s raining,” I say, as if it weren’t completely obvious.“And you decided to lay out in it?”
“Beautiful, see the cloud, the cloud appear. Beautiful, see the rain, the rain draw near...”
“A man from the Land of Fools wanted to pull down the clouds.'Why?' someone asked him.'To squeeze out the rain.”