“He was here once before but that was in a different lifetime, when wonders were rare and announced—like amusement parks or school trips.Now they are everywhere, for the delectation of those among the survivors who might be hunters of miracles.And the beauty he looks over is fathomable only by a girl who would have felt the measure of it as deep as to her dazzled soul.”

“It was a sort of peace I have rarely enjoyed since. As if we were the only two souls on earth—all of nature ours to enjoy. I wondered why a creator who had dreamt such beauty would have slandered it with such evil. Such grief. Why He had not been content to leave it unspoilt. I still wonder.”

“Once upon a time, there was a King who walked astride his world - here, there and everywhere. He became poor in order to be like the people he loved, and he lived among the outcasts in order to feel their pain.”

“There were two types of survivors in life: those, like her, who found the requisite strength in having once been loved with great intensity; and those who, having not been loved, learned to thrive on hatred, suspicion, and the meager rewards of revenge.”

“Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you’re gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.”

“Anyone who cannot cope with life while he is alive needs one hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate...but with his other hand he can jot down what he sees among the ruins, for he sees different and more things than the others; after all, he is dead in his own lifetime and the real survivor.”