But that was the trouble with ancient artifacts - no one really knew what they did.

He had lived a very long time, and only since he gained Anna had he learned to fear. He’d discovered that he had never been brave before—just indifferent. She had taught him that to be brave, you have to fear losing something.

Any idiot can put up a website.

The devout belief that the world is explainable is both a terrible vulnerability and a stout shield.

Knowledge is a better weapon than a sword.

Fortunately, he'd found that most people were easy to locate at five thirty in the morning. .

Anna followed, keeping a sharp eye out for things he might back into or over. She wondered if Isaac did this all the time-and, if so, how he avoided getting photos in the paper with captions like "Local Alpha Trips Over Child" or "Wolf Versus Street Sign, Street Sign Wins.