“Out here the sunsets were like Italian operas, torrid, emotional affairs that went on for three hours or more, hanging in the sky like burning castles.”
“The emotions attached to them were like sand castles in the tide, slowly washing out to sea.”
“By the time Domenica arrived at the Gothic Revival sandstone building on Queen Street, she had put out of her mind all thought of Antonia's torrid affair - at least she assumed it was torrid, and anyway, she wondered if there was any point in having an affair which was not torrid.”
“Programming went back to the beginning of time. It was a little like the midden out back of his father's castle.”
“The sky, at sunset, looked like a carnivorous flower.”
“It was a master surgeon, him that ampytated me - out of college and all - Latin by the bucket, and what not; but he was hanged like a dog, and sun-dried like the rest, at Corso Castle.”