Sunny

“They say that in the hour before an earthquake the clouds hang leaden in the sky, the winds slows to a hot breath, and the birds fall quiet in the trees of the town square. Yes but these are the same portents that precede lunchtime, frankly.”
― Chris Cleave, Little Bee

“However long the moon disappears, someday it must shine again.”
― Chris Cleave, The Other Hand

“To be well in your mind you have first to be free.”
― Chris Cleave, Little Bee

“It was the month of May and there was warm sunshine dripping through the holes between the clouds, like the sky was a broken blue bowl and a child was trying to keep honey in it.”
― Chris Cleave, Little Bee