“Without the frown of clouds and lightning, the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.”

“People here snarl and frown a lot, he wrote; he had seen neither a smile nor the sun in months. What is life without beauty, love, and justice?”

“He's like a drug for you, Bella." His voice was still gentle, not at all critical. "I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. but I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun."The corner of my mouth turned up in a wistful half-smile. "I used to think of you that way, you know. Like the sun. My personal sun. You balanced out the clouds nicely for me." He sighed. "The clouds I can handle. But I can't fight with an eclipse.”

“and the smile I'd been waiting for stretched across his face like the sun breaking free of the clouds.”

“if dreams were thunder and lightning was desire this old house would have burned down a long time ago”

“The cloud of mind is discharging its collected lightning.”