"The children pressed to each other like so many roses, so many weeds, intermixed, peering out for a look at the hidden sun."(1)
"You're lying, you don't remember!' cried the children. But she remembered and stood quietly apart from all of them and watched the patterning windows."(2)
"Hey, everyone, lets put her in a closet before the teacher comes!"(3)
"The sun came out. It was the color of flaming bronze and it was very large."(3)
"They stopped running and stood in the great jungle that covered Venus, that grew and never stopped growing, tumultuously, even as you watched it."(3)
"They could not meet each other's glances. Their faces were solemn and pale. They looked at their hands and feet, their faces down. 'Margot.'"
