Dylan

“My hunger fed at least as ravenously upon her imperfections.”
― Gene Wolfe, The Shadow of the Torturer

“Just as the room of the Inquisitor in Dr. Talos's play, with its high judicial bench, lurked somewhere at the lowest level of the House Absolute, so we have each of us in the dustiest cellars of our minds a counter at which we strive to repay the debts of the past with the debased currency of the present.”
― Gene Wolfe, The Sword of the Lictor

“That we are capable only of being what we are remains our unforgivable sin.”
― Gene Wolfe, The Claw of the Conciliator

“I was trapped in admiration for what I had once admired, as a fly in amber remains the captive of some long-vanished pine.”
― Gene Wolfe, The Claw of the Conciliator