“It was an hour before the first shark hit him.”

“Architecture appears for the first time when the sunlight hits a wall.The sunlight did not know what it was before it hit a wall.”

“He’d actually hit me! It didn’t matter that hitting me wasn’t really like hitting a regular girl and I’d be completely healed in a matter of hours. I was still a freaking girl, and he damned well knew it. I’d just have to hit him back. With a lead pipe. Or an eighteen-wheeler.”

“Until an hour before the Devil fell, God thought him beautiful in Heaven.”

“You never learn the first time. You always have to get hit twice before you see it coming.” He was seeing now what he’d seen that first night at Pure. A bright shiny light he wanted to catch in his hands and hold forever. If she let him.”

“The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft and quiet.”