“The light of morning decomposes everything.”
“The tomatoes and string beans were but chilled shadows. Tasteless shadows. Nor was there any taste to the coffee or crackers. Maybe because of the morning sun? The light of morning decomposes everything. ”
“For each new morning with its light,For rest and shelter of the night,For health and food, for love and friends,For everything Thy goodness sends.”
“There's an old adage about everything looking better in the morning light. I'm guessing that whoever thought of that had never been punched in the face.”
“Her black brows, her reddish-tawny hair and the pure red and white of her complexion defied the searching decomposing radiance: she might have been some fabled creature whose home was in a beam of light.”
“I know you have the patience of a rapidly decomposing turd.”