It begins, as most things begin, with a song.

Going off the grid is always good for me. It's the way that I've started books and finished books and gotten myself out of deadline dooms and things.

Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.

Because there are mysteries. Because there are things that people are forbidden to speak about. Because there are things they do not remember.

If you, as a parent, raise your children well, they won't need you anymore. If you did it properly, they go away.

Have been unavoidably detained by the world. Expect us when you see us.

What's it like then?" asked Old Bailey. "Being dead?" The marquis sighed. And then he twisted his lips up into a smile, and with a glitter of his old self, he replied, "Live long enough, Old Bailey, and you can find out for yourself.