“listen: the dark we've only ever imagined now audible, thrumming, marbled with static like gristly meat. a chorus of engines churns.silence taunts: a dare. everything that disappearsdisappears as if returning somewhere.”
“Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything godlike about God, it is that. He dared to imagine everything”
“There's just this….an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined.”
“Cheer up! You're a worse sinner than you ever dared imagine, and you're more loved than you ever dared hope.”
“everything/ that ever was still is, somewhere”
“Shadow is ever besieged, for that is its nature. Whilst darkness devours, and light steals. And so one sees shadow ever retreat to hidden places, only to return in the wake of the war between dark and light.”