“This question is posed to mayself, am I a man who thinks he's an angel? Or an angel who thinks he's a man?”
“Man is neither angel nor brute, and the unfortunate thing is that he who would act the angel acts the brute.”
“I believe it, Chronicler found himself thinking. Before it was just a story, but now I can believe it. This is the face of a man who has killed an angel.”
“He thinks I'm an angel. What would an angel say?”
“The trouble with you, dear, is that you think an angel of the Lord as a creature with wings, whereas he is probably a scruffy little man with a bowler hat.”
“The angel has confided in me that he is going to ask the Lord if he can become Spider-Man. [...] The children need heroes, he says. I think he just wants to swing from buildings in tight red jammies.”