What is it the wind has lost that she keeps looking for under each leaf? - Jim Harrison

I followed all the rules - man's and God's. And you... followed none of them and they all loved you more

I had let my digust with teaching ruin my love of literature.

He kissed her legs until neither of them wore anything. And the hawk now perched in a tree in the woodlot could see an imprecise circle of flattened green wheat and two bodies entwined until late in the afternoon when it began to rain again. The man tried to cover the girl with the coat but she stood up, did a dance and drank more wine. Such simple events last lovers a long time. Scarcely anyone can turn their backs on the best thing that has happened to them. So she went to California for the summer and he retrieved her for the last year of school in the fall after a hundred letters both ways.