"Every storm brings with it hope that somehow, by morning, everything will be made clean again, and even the most troubling stains will have disappeared. Like the doubts over his innocence. Or the consequence of his mistake. Like the scars of his betrayal. Or the memory of his kiss. So we wait for the storm to pass, hoping for the best. Even though we know, in our hearts, some stains are so indelible, nothing can wash them away."
- Desperate Housewives.