“Or perhaps it was the voice of the Darker Girl.”

“This is all quite fascinating," Grimalkin said, his voice slurring in my ears, "but instead of posing and scratching the ground like rutting peacocks, perhaps you should look to the girl.”

“There is no darkness like that of a confined space. It's darker than the inside of eyelids, and darker than the night.”

“Girls should certainly be heard. It is their voices the world is missing.”

“i have heard of the stars, of the play of light on the wavesthese i would like to seebut far more than sight i wish for my ears to be openedthe voice of a friendthe imaginations of mozartlife without these is darker by far than blindness”

“Her voice was unusually deep toned for a girl, he thought. Girls were always screaming what they had to say. Her throaty voice made you feel you had known her a long time.”