“The tasteof rain-- Why kneel?”
“Some days I can go nearly an hourwithout thinking of the tasteof your mouth.”
“Do you know why the Indian rain dances always worked? Because the Indians would keep dancing until it rained.”
“What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.”
“The rain fell alike upon the just and upon the unjust, and for nothing was there a why and a wherefore.”
“When a man kneels before a woman, it’s a gesture of chivalry. When a woman kneels before a man, it’s unseemly.”