“But I figure passion’s like the wind in the trees out there. Blows hard for a while and feels strong and clean while it’s blowing and maybe it even blows so long and hard that you start living with it. It feels like the wind’s a part of you, like it’s essential, if you know what I mean, something you can hardly imagine life without. But it’s got to pass. So you can get on with things without all the confusion of that wind in your hair.”