“From the floor, I see the tops of the Philadelphia skyline out of her window. Staring at it, I realize that the night sky isn't really black, which is the way I've always thought of it. It's actually a dark shade of blue, the darkest possible.”

“On a really dark night, you can see between 1,000 and 1,500 stars, and there are millions more that haven't been discovered. It is so easy to think that the world revolves around you, but all you have to do is stare up at the sky to realize it isn't that way at all.-Brian Fitzgerald”

“They stared out their window at night enough to know where the darkest shadows lay, and it was to the darkest shadows they kept.”

“This is some sort of joke, isn't it?" asks Hunt, staring at the flawless blue sky and distant fields.I cough as lightly and briefly as possible into a handkerchief I have made from a towel borrowed from the inn. "Probably," I say. "But then, what isn't?”

“If the sky isn't really blue, then seeing isn't believing”

“I look out my window at the blue sky,The white clouds,and the green leaves of the Rustling trees,And I realize i'm already in Heaven”