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"The nights were still and cool, with a moon so fragile it barely freckled the sea with silver points. The dawns were pale and translucent until the sun rose, mist-wrapped, like a gigantic silkworm cocoon, and washed the island with a delicate bloom of gold dust."

"The nights were still and cool, with a moon so fragile it barely freckled the sea with silver points. The dawns were pale and translucent until the sun rose, mist-wrapped, like a gigantic silkworm cocoon, and washed the island with a delicate bloom of gold dust."

p. 148 - reminds me of Screwtape Letters:
They [the demons] bent their hooks and shouted to each other:
“And shall I give it to him on the rump?”
And all of them replied, “Yes, let him have it!”
But Malacoda, still in conversation
with my good guide, turned quickly to his squadron
and said: “Be still, Scarmiglione, still!”

p. 148 - reminds me of Screwtape Letters:
They [the demons] bent their hooks and shouted to each other:
“And shall I give it to him on the rump?”
And all of them replied, “Yes, let him have it!”
But Malacoda, still in conversation
with my good guide, turned quickly to his squadron
and said: “Be still, Scarmiglione, still!”

p. 79: "Here the black tadpoles, sleek and shiny as licorice drops, disported in the shallows like plump herds of hippos in some African river."

"Bearing, countenance, voice, robe and posture can give value to things which in themselves are nothing but babble."

p 158: Mr Daniel to Dr Maturin: "I shall never forget my happiness when Mr Somerville showed me the use of logarithms."

p. 167: Dr Jacob to Dr Maturin: "the emptiness of the markets [in Algiers] is something I have never known before, even in times of plague."