“Then, with an extended, falling glissando of disgust, the whole string section, plus flutes and piccolo, surged toward the brass, leaving the music critic and his deed - an early evening frites and mayonnaise on Oude Hoogstraat - illuminated under a lonely chandelier.”

“The strings all soar,The reeds implore, The brasses roar with notes galore.It's music that we all adoreIt's what we go to concerts for.”

“Strings of language extend in every direction to bind the world into a rushing, ribald whole.”

“It was the moment of early spring like the pause when a fiddler has lifted his bow and holds it over the strings, ready to call forth the music.”

“Daemon’s gaze dipped again, and I shivered under his intensescrutiny. Why, oh why, did Blake need to bail early, leaving me behindwith Daemon? “Where did you get this dress?” he asked.“Your sister,” I told him blandly.He frowned, looking half disgusted. “I don’t even know what to sayabout that.”

“Philosophy is the critically reflective, systematically articulated attempt to illumine our human experience in depth and set it in a vision of the whole.”