“I feel like a von Trapp," Ruby said between puffs, "But fatter, older and with absolutely no energy for singing.”
“The only reason I'm friends with any of you is because I outgrew the von Trapps, one annoying Austrian at a time.”
“I’m older now, which I can’t help, but I’m also fatter, thanks to all the extra helpings.”
“Every part of me pulses with electric energy. Every synapse is firing, every part of me is alert, awake, and what I think is that this, this feeling, this is real. This feeling of being absolutely alive, absolutely in this moment, this is as real as it gets.”
“The raven red, on ruby pinions winging its way between the worlds, hears dead men singing. It scarce knows it strength, the price it scarce knows, but its power will arise and the Circle will close.”
“An idea doesn't die," said Trapp. "It exists somewhere, in its own dimension, waiting to be perceived.”