After many trials the God and his love end happily — tho' not all remember this conclusion — which is less memorable than the moment when everything … - John Crowley

Violet always said that in her part of England a single eyebrow marked you as a violent, criminal person, possibly a maniac.

He had the funny feeling that doors long bolted within him were being forced, that in the general amnesty of carnival something jailed in him since puberty was being let out — somewhat by mistake — into the open air, to be welcomed by the cheering mob.

Letting the task be master is a hard task for men, hardest of all for the angel’s children, however distantly descended. But it could be learned: learned is the only way it could be learned, for I am a man. Far away and long ago the angels struggled in great anguish with the world, struggled unceasingly; but I would learn, yes, in the long engine summer of the world I would learn to live with it, I would.