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“He could no longer quench the flame in his blood.”

“His blood began to murmur in his veins, murmuring like a sinful city summoned form its sleep to hear its doom.”

chapter II was absolutely depressing, but I can’t put this book down; I’m in awe

“He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place.”

“It was like a train going in and out of tunnels and that was like the noise of the boys eating in the refectory when you opened and closed the flaps of the ears.”