"....sobbing gratitude to be relieved of an agony that had attended me so closely I'd forgotten how profound a hurt it was...."
"...But I was more fearful still of accompanying Marietta out beyond the perimeters of the house; of going back into the world after so many years. I was afraid, I suppose, of finding whatever lay out there now so overwhelming that I'd be like a lost child. I'd weep, I'd shake, I'd wet my pants. God knows, ridiculous as all these thoughts must seem to you, who live out there in the midst of things and presumably take all you see and experience for granted, they were very real concerns to me. I had been, you remember, a kind of willing prisoner of L'Enfant for so long that I had become like a man who has passed the bulk of his life in a tiny cell, and when he is released though he has dreamed of the open sky for decades cowers at the sight of it, in terror of being unconcealed by his prison walls."
"Beauty and music seduce us first; later, ashamed of our sensuality, we insist on meaning."
"I suppose, by the way, that in the creation of divinities we see the most revealing work of the human imagination, the most compelling evidence of the divine in man. Each is the others most illuminating labor."