…it’s like he’s opening the covers of a book, but a book that did what books always promised to do and never actually quite did: get you out, really … - Lev Grossman

Who the fuck is playing that shit? Janet thought. How do they even know what notes to play? Probably it was Written somewhere, probably there’s always been a big alpenhorn somewhere under glass, with a sign that says In case of Ragnarok break glass and play an E flat.

What do you call this style?" Quentin asked.
"The mistake people make," Bingle said, "is thinking that there are different styles."
"All right."
"Force, balance, leverage, momentum—these principles never change. They are your style.

That’s when they turned to religion.
At this Julia pushed her chair back from the table. She could feel her intellectual gag reflex about to kick in.