“He was sunshine most always-I mean he made it seem like good weather.”
“He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.”
“Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine.”
“I love Wren and he knows it.”“Yeah, but he seems like he wouldn’t welcome it.”“Sometimes he doesn’t. But it’s like Cherise says, the hardest ones to love are always the ones whoneed it most.”(Aimee to Fang)”
“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. ”
“These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger that he will plunge through.”