"The flashlight was a star in the immense rumbling darkness of the hall, and in that moment, through all its stairs and galleries and thousands of labyrinthine chambers he knew Incarceron had sensed his peril, and the crash of the trucks was its harsh amusement, that the Prison watched him and would not interfere" (Chapter 1; p. 8).

"It was vital that nothing should disturb the delicate balance of Incarceron's programming, which would provide everything needed-education, balanced diet, exercise, spiritual welfare, and purposeful work-to create a paradise" (Chapter 6; p. 68).

"And he saw that images of Sapphique were on every corner, mounted above doorways and windows, a Sapphique who held out his right hand to show the missing finger, who held in the left what Finn recognized, with a silent leap of his heart, as a crystal Key" (Chapter 17, p. 215).

"We are chained hand and foot by Protocol, enslaved toa static...