Down there the nights are bright and nobody believes in the Devil.

The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It's easy to forget that when you're indoors, protected by light and solid walls.

How fast the ears learned to tell what sounds meant, much faster than it took the eyes to decipher written words.

Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't really want to know.

Farid had brought an invisible guest with him. Fear.

I'm perfectly happy to know the world at secondhand. It's a lot safer.

Children, they're the same everywhere. Greedy little creatures but the best listeners in the world - any world. The very best of all.