A Discovery of Witches (All Souls, #1)

by Deborah Harkness

Night didn’t follow twilight as slowly as it would have a few months ago, but the transformation was still lingering.

I love this description of what it feels like in the evenings when summer is giving way to autumn.

‘The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of true art and true science. Whoever does not know it and can no longer wonder, no longer marvel, is as good as dead, and his eyes are dimmed.’”