What are we all chasing? Nella wonders. To live, of course. To be unbound from the invisible ropes that Johannes spoke of in his study. Or to be happy in them, at least.

You are a stone, thrown upon a lake. But the ripples you create will never make you still.

This city is like no other city in the world. It is brilliant but it is bloated, and I've never called it home

The turnip cannot thrive in the tulips patch of soil.

The rules of this house are written in water. I must either sink or swim.

Because, Petronella - it's something in his soul. It's something in his soul and you can't get it out.

All we can do if we're lucky is stich up the mistakes other people make.

Love your children, for they are the seeds that will make this city bloom.

Words are water in this city. One drop of rumour could drown us.

Take care, take care. This city thrives! It's money gives you wings to soar. But it is a yoke on your shoulders and you would do well to take note of the bruise around your neck.

Believe it or don't believe it, Madame. But my feet are tired too. Bloody tired. Like a dead man's.

Sometimes your music sounds like there’s too much inside you. Maybe even you couldn’t get it all out. Maybe that’s why you died. Like you exploded from the inside.

True efficiency is taking some time to be fully first thing in the morning. Rushing isn’t always efficient.

Food is a product of supply and demand, so try to figure out where the supplies are fresh, the suppliers are creative, and the demanders are informed.

I dare you to never ever give yourself a single reason why a life of positive fulfillment isn't your true destiny on earth.

This is it. This is how I always saw heaven, always by the sea, always by night, always in the dark.

It was said that if you duped death, if you kept someone alive who should have died, then you might be called to die in their place. Energy was demanded, if not from one source, then from another.

This is the way of peace-overcome evil with good and falsehood with truth and hatred with love.

Death will come in any case, and there is a long afterwards if the priests are right and nothing to fear if they are wrong.

Act in earnest and you will become earnest in all you do.

Actually the action called a kiss represented nothing more for me than some place where my spirit could seek shelter.