“Because homeland is one of the magical fantasy words like unicorn and soul and infinity that have now passed into the language. And the particular magic of homeland, its particular spell over irie, was that it sounded like a beginning. The beginningest of beginnings. Like the first morning of Eden and the day after apocalypse. A blank page. (p.332)”
“No fiction, no myths, no lies, no tangled webs - this is how Irie imagined her homeland. Because homeland is one of the magical fantasy words like unicorn and soul and infinity that have now passed into language.”
“The sound of the pages turning was the sound of magic. The dry liquid feel of paper under fingertips was what magic felt like.”
“Words and magic were in the beginning one and the same thing, and even today words retain much of their magical power.”
“Death, jewelry, or magic; it sounded like Valentine's Day.”
“Language is the only homeland.”