"He'd lived so long in anticipation of his own death that to contemplate his future was like standing at the edge of a cliff staring into a vertiginous rush of open sky."
x. "The Golem and The Genie", Helene Wecker
"I am no saint, and he is no monster for me to slay."
x. "The Hidden Palace", Helene Wecker
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