"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."
"We're nothing more than prisoners to your desire."
"The ink was secret nectar, for Marin isn't married."
"There are horizons through the brickwork, you wait and see."
"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."
"That may be. But to decide that I was never going to live as a proper woman was not your choice to make.' 'What do you mean a proper woman?' 'A proper woman marries - she has children -' 'Then what does that make me? Am I not a proper woman? Last time I looked I certainly was."
"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."
"What was once, is no longer."
"The night darkens, the stars unfriendly, the cold a knife upon her neck - but Nella waits, until she can no longer difference between Johannes and the darkness that carries him away."
"Neighbours watching neighbours, twisting ropes to bind us all."
"From little seeds great flowers grow."
"I feel younger than eighteen but burdened as a eighty-year-old."
"Nothing here is more fabulous than the truth"
"Marin believes love is better in the chase than caught,’ she says. He raises his eyebrows. ‘That does not surprise me. It is not better. But it is easier. One’s imagination is always more generous. And yet, the chase always tires you out in the end."
"In suffering we find our truest selves."
"A lifetime isn't enough to know how a person will behave."
"Then where is home, Johannes?" He looks at the maps on his wall. "I don't know," He says. "Where comfort is. And that is hard to find."