"Hopes are so well constructed, so monstrously dashed!"
- Emma Richler
"You know how there are words that never really—they are never really quite right. You can't quite trust them. Use them. You know. Without p"
"I love your loins, that's all,' Rachel says quietly. 'And now I love the word itself, and how words change, I love that too. And all the parts of you, I love them. That's all. And I'm not sad,' she wh..."
"I need to tell you a story.'What "
"I need to tell you a story, a tale of fate and emergence."
"Marry me, Rachel.''Not yet.''Tomorrow, Rachel. Marry me.''Maybe tomorrow.''There is no common blood between us. Say it,' pleads Zachariah.'There is no common blood between us,' murmurs Rachel.'I am no..."
"Where his boyhood retreat had been a cave hewn for one, it now accommodated two. He was suddenly two and it amazed and delighted, causing a stir in the pit of him, a kind of fibrillation."
"Zachariah, Zachariah,' whispers Rachel, casting a practised eye over the back of his head and down the length of him, from the shoulder blades where his wings once grew, epochs ago, in some other guis..."