“White angel wings, made up from thousands of short feathers, now surrounded him."Uh. Bird?" She pointed dumbly, unable to form a single coherent though more."Harpie." He gave her a glare that could have killed.”

“God must have loved the birds, or he would not have given them wings that he gave to his angels.”

“He worked night and day. He made a coat that would transform him; he would be more than a man; a winged creature, beautiful as light. All the birds brought him feathers. Even the eagle. Even the swan.”

“Tatiana lived for that evening hour with him that propelled her into her future and into the barely formed, painful feelings that she could neither express nor understand. Friends walking in the lucent dusk. There was nothing more she could have from him, and there was nothing more she wanted from him but that one hour at the end of her long day when her heart beat and her breath was short and she was happy.”

“Devils are depicted with bats' wings and good angels with birds' wings, not because anyone holds that moral deterioration would be likely to turn feathers into membrane, but because most men like birds better than bats.”

“A white feather drops at my feet, and I know you're guiding me to where I'm meant to be - Angel Wings”