“Like flowers in a storm... ... Life is full of goodbyes.”

“His kiss swept through me like a storm... ... Leaving a mark that would never fade.”

“This is fine. Time... Has stopped for us.”

“Like flowers in a storm, life is full of goodbyes”

“He realized with a start that something was about to begin. It might be something dull and uninspiring, something he had experienced countless times before, something that wouldn't make a lick of difference when he died. But it was always good to have something about to begin.”

“Like flowers scattered in a storm, a man's life is a long farewell.”

“Each day the storm clouds were opening like great purple flowers and pouring out their dark thunder. Each nightfall, the storm was laid down on their houses like a burden the day had carried.”