“Then I think of the dark, and the lights, and the roaring, and Juliet, and before I can think of anything else, I fight the final few steps to the door and step out into the cold, where the rain is still coming down like shards of moonlight, or like steel.”

“When death comes….I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:what it’s going to be like, that cottage of darkness?”

“I think that maybe forgiveness is like change - it comes in small steps. (256)”

“This darkness is for sleeping, for escape; it's where I go when the other places ache with light; this is where I curl up and close my eyes and darkness flows like lava, and I dissapear into what, into nothing, into pure dark, into what there is before there is anything else.”

“I am afraid that it will all be ruined. It is like stepping out into the darkness when one has a world of light and warmth behind one.”

“Hey, Dad?""Yeah?"Jonah walked in silence for a few steps. "It's okay if you like Miss Andrews."Miles looked down in surprise. "It is?""Yeah," he said seriously. "Because I think she likes you.”