“I had gotten so used to the taste of rain that I forgot what the sun tasted like. Bittersweet.” — Ana Patrick Copy Share Image
“I can’t say what made me fall in love with Vietnam - that a woman’s voice can drug you; that everything is… — Graham Greene Copy Share Image
Screw poetry, it’s you I want, your taste, rain on you, mouth on your skin. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
