“Do people ever climb the demon towers? Like, for any reason?" Aline looked up. "Climb the demon towers?" She laughed. "No, no one ever does that. It's totally illegal, for one thing, and besides, why would you want to?" Aline, Isabelle thought, did not have much imagination. She herself could think of lots of reasons why someone might want to climb the demon towers, if only to spit gum down on passerbys below.”

“Lying on the ceiling. Refusing to go to school. Not opening up to me. Climbing water towers. "No, she's all right.”

“He stood beneath the white tower, and looked up at it with that mournful expression which his face always carried in repose: for one moment he thought of climbing up its cracked and broken stone, and then from its summit screaming down at the silent city as a child might scream at a chained animal.”

“it is either make this thing permanent inside of you or forever just climb draggled up into the conning tower every time for one short glimpse of the horizon.”

“Aline: "He's cute, for a Downworlder"Sebastian: "You'll have to forgive her; she has the face of an angel and the manners of a Moloch demon”

“Why . . .” she begins. “Why do you want to climb it?”“Because it’s there.”