"Firmly clutching his knife, which he perhaps would not know how to wield, Dahlmann went out to the plain."

"What I'm out for now is peace, the enjoyment of thinking and of friendship, and, though it may be too ambitious, a sense of loving and of being loved."

"The sunlight on her back, the breeze against her wings, the water cool under her feet, her eggs warming and maturing in the flesh of the cabra: Life, so long waited for, and not until today could she be sure that she would be, not the last of her tribe, but the first."

"He looked a long time."

"'I told you they were nice.'"

"'You can have it all."

"In the aftermath of war, while Indians, Thais, Burmese, Vietnamese, Cambodians and Laotians searched their onetime conquerors' land for family members who had been carried off, Bean and Petra also searched as best they could by computer, hoping to find some record of what Volescu and Achilles had done with their lost children."

"Then she went home, leaving both her husbands behind, the one whose life had a monument and a book, and the one whose only monument was in her heart."

"Oh destiny of Borges, perhaps no stranger than your own."

"We can talk about the brakes later."

"And it was like a confirmation of their new dreams and good intentions when at the end of the ride their daughter got up first and stretched her young body."

"You are part of a brand-new world."

"I don't want to sleep yet tonight."

"My word, I'm not even a hundred yet."

"Because behind him, at the foot of a fence post, with his legs higher than his body, caught in a wire fence, his beloved son, dead since ten o'clock in the morning, likes in the sun."

"As to Miss Violet Hunter, my friend Holmes, rather to my disappointment, manifested no further interest in her when once she had ceased to be the centre of one of his problems, and she is now the head of a private school at Walsall, where I believe that she has met with considerable success."

"The knife came down, missing him by inches, and he took off."

"What is the need of adding that the illustrious Otto Liedenbrock, corresponding member of all the scientific, geographical, and mineralogical societies of all the civilised world, was now her uncle and mine?"

"'Now, did I hear something about visiting the King?'"

"My love as well."

"But my death is another tale of the Otori, and one that cannot be told by me."

"'Stray sheep.'"

"'My brother did too,' she said."

"'Closer than you think, Finn,' he said."

"For tomorrow is also a day – and Titus has entered his stronghold."