“At last, the luminous match was struck and the day was lit.”

“That night Flora wanted to eat watermelon.”

“Without inspiration, we’re all like a box of matches that will never be lit.”

“There is more than one way to burn a book. And the world is full of people running about with lit matches.”

“Like the small flame of a match to a cigarette, Rudolf’s fury lit the crumpled edge of his German soul.”

“For a split second, his finger touches my skin, and he might as well have brushed me with a lit match.”

“He was summertime itself, young, luminous, lit from within by rekindled hopes and reawakened dreams. And every beggar along his path—herself included—could expect redoubled generosity and kindness.”