“To the end of this age. Oh, a thousand yearsWill Hardly leach,” he thought, “this dust of that fire.”
“Felix,” he whispered. “Oh, little man. Oh, Felix. That fire… the fire isbeautiful.”
“He was alone with seven thousand books...mostly aged and unsaleable.”
“The world is on fire, I thought wildly. See it burn and oh, my God, it burns for us.”
“Real friends are hard to come by, and as annoying as Henry is, he'd throw himself in front of dragon's fire for you.""And that's the definition of a real friend?""Oh, yes, just ask Owain." He laughed.”
“He thought the column was magnificent, everything it said about old age was the best he had ever read, and it made no sense to end it with a decision that seemed more like a civil death.”