“[T]he clouds the miller saw as bags of flour, the draper as unironed calico, the confectioner as baked meringue, old Katina the spinster as a bridal veil and Madame Nana as an extension of her climbing rose, while Savvas admired them fulsomely as just clouds.”
“And he saw the right evening star reflected in her eyes, and he saw the black cloud reflected in her eyes.”
“[T]welve year old Libby O'Shea coasted on a homemade swing, toes touching a blinding-blue heaven dolloped with clouds.”
“Lennie Smullenski and Anthony Zuck bake the goodies in the back room in big steel ovens and troughs of hot oil. Clouds of flour and sugar sift onto table surfaces and slip under foot. And lard is transferred daily from commercial sized vats directly to local butts.”
“He is much stronger than I think I am. He is mischievous, outgoing, ready to soarthrough the clouds, while I often feellike the cloud itself.”
“While she was light and sunshine, he was nothing but clouds and darkness.”