“Lavina led me to an abandoned warehouse. I think that at some point someone decreed that all clandestine meetings must be held in one. Woe to the criminal overlord who lives in a city thriving with commerce, with no empty warehouses to be found. He probably needs to build one, just to have a place to arrange late-night meetings. (Bewitched)”

“The most beautiful rooms I have entered have been empty ones. Warehouses full of light and dust. Empty attics with a view. Coastlines. Prairies.”

“If you are a crazy person who needs to have clandestine meetings, then, just like in real estate, what matters most is location, location, location.”

“We need to save the forests. I have a big warehouse we can store them in.”

“There is no bleaker moment in life of the city than that one which crosses the boundary lines between those who have not slept all night and those who are going to work. It was for Sabina as if two races of men and women lived on earth, the night people and the day people, never meeting face to face except at this moment.”

“I want to meet this one,” he said. “I need to meet the girl who has taken our wandering Alexander’s horse and cart.”