“What tragedies, what passions, what crimes had surrounded the idyll of Raoul and his sweet and charming Christine!... What had become of that wonderful, mysterious artist of whom the world was never, never to hear again?...”
“He'd [Cork] delivered tragic news before. It had been part of the job, but he'd never become immune to he effect tragedy had on those who had to hear of it, and he'd never become used to his own feeling of helplessness in those situations.”
“That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.”
“I don't know whom or what he was defying. [...] [M]aybe the God he had never believed in.”
“One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?”
“He knew now, and the knowledge was hard, that his task had never been to undo what he had done, but to finish what he had begun.”