“Dear God in heaven.” Nik and Ban turned away, but Alek stood. Transfixed. “My God, y’all. She’s the worst goddamn dancer I’ve ever seen.” “Turn away. It’ll hurt your eyes. Turn away!”
“You see, I think love comes from God. And so, to turn away from love, real love, it could be argued, is to turn away from God.”
“Give her to me.” Turning away with his prize, Lock shook his head. “No. Get your own cat.” “She’s my sister.”
“Turn away. From the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and look at the light.”
“Nowhere hidden has ever turned away a goodheart guest.”
“I turn away from him and step into the vastness of New Crobuzon, this towering edifice of architecture and history, this complexitude of money and slum, this profane steam-powered god. I turn and walk into the city my home, not bird or garuda, not miserable crossbreed.I turn and walk into my home, the city, a man.”