"When you are Light, it is only your emotions that can send a ripple into the tangible world."
Chapter 1, A Certain Slant of Light, p. 3

"'Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird...' As she read aloud the familiar words, I knew what I was."
Chapter 1, A Certain Slant of Light, p. 5

"It was only that I felt confused. I had taught myself so carefully how to be the contented voyeur, and now there was this person watching me."
Chapter 2, A Certain Slant of Light, p. 16

"'...But the library is a sacred place, and I sit with the patron saint of readers.' Mr. Brown paused as he stared at the page, and then read, 'Pulsing goddess light moves through me for one moment like—' Here Mr. Brown paused again. 'Like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten...'"
Chapter 4, A Certain Slant of Light...