“Every habit he's ever had is still there in his body, lying dormant like flowers in the desert. Given the right conditions, all his old addictions would burst into full and luxuriant bloom.”
“Maybe loneliness was imprinted in my genes, lying dormant for years but now coming into full bloom.”
“But for now, she would lie in her husband's arms, her eyes closed and her body still against his, thinking that if this was all she ever had, it would be enough.”
“Joseph would reach out to me occasionally, the same way the desert blooms a flower every now and then. You get so used to the subtleties of beige and Brown, and then a sunshine-yellow poppy bursts from the arm of a prickly pear.”
“Books are like seeds. They can lie dormant for centuries and then flower in the most unpromising soil.”
“The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.”