He went through rooms he named as he discovered them, and which he hardly had time to appreciate before he’d flung open a door at the far end and plunged through. . . . and...

It takes four angels to oversee an apocalypse: a recorder to make the book that would be scripture in the new world; a preserver to comfort and save those selected to be the first generation;...

If I showed you what was in my heart,” she said, “it would burn you to a cinder.”I’ve tried to burn you similarly,” it said, “but you never even noticed when I opened my chest.

I am…sad and angry. Why is my spirit so sad and angry? I look back at my life and all I can remember is rage and rage and rage.