The scholar in [Dee] enjoyed the experience of standing on the roof of the tallest building in Paris, and he wished he'd brought his sketchpad with him […] he wanted nothing more in the world than to fly. Looking out over Paris now, he began to imagine what it would be like to strap da Vinci's wings to his arms and sail out over the roofs (20.15).
"The house is alive," Sophie said in wonder as they turned into another twisting, spiraling corridor that was completely composed of the gnarled and bulbous roots of the great tree that rose above them. "Even with us moving around inside, with the rooms and the windows and the pools—it's still a living tree!" She found the idea both astonishing and frightening at the same time. (24.36)
Bastet slowly stepped away from Flamel and raised herself to her full towering height. Her slit-pupiled eyes were wide, her mouth tightly closed. "It has been a long time since anyone has called me by those names. Who are you—certainly no modern humani girl?" (28.28)