Nothin wounded goes uphill, he said. It just dont happen.

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.

When God made man the devil was at his elbow. A creature that can do anything. Make a machine. And a machine to make the machine. And evil that can run itself a thousand years, no need to tend it.

I will do what I promised." He whispered. "No matter what. I will not send you into the darkness alone.

When I came into your life your life was over. It had a beginning, a middle, and an end. This is the end. You can say that things could have turned out differently. That they could have been some other way. But what does that mean? They are not some other way. They are this way.

The things that I loved were very frail. Very fragile. I didn't know that. I thought they were indestructible. They weren't.

See the child. He is pale and thin, he wears a thin and ragged linen shirt. He stokes the scullery fire.