“Running, you should know, is a kind of stillness.”

“Despite her light skin, despite the obviousness that more of her ancestors had owned slaves than had been them, how could she lose? We're open like that. We like to know that people love us; we don't care how they look.”

“I don't know if you heard, but I kind of run this place.”

“Stillness was most natural. To go on scrabbling and running and grasping after some kind of life was aberration; stillness was lasting.”

“It's heaven to know that it's still possible to run, though she doesn't know what she's running from.”

“you should not run for president because tactically you can win. The questions you have to ask are why you're running for president and what will you do when you are president. You shouldn't run until you know the answers to those questions.”

“You are an educated man. You know there are no such things as demons." Bast smiled a terrible smile. "There is only my kind." Bast leaned closer still, Chronicler smelled flowers on his breath. "You are not wise enough to fear me as I should be feared. You do not know the first note of the music that moves me.”