- “Finally, what was left of Maxwell crumpled to the ground, and there above him was a creature of metal and machinery, assembled in a shape not unlike a human fetus, its small arms ending in two long knives. It seemed to float in a nearly invisible sphere, and extending from its stomach was a fleshy and no doubt organic umbilical cord.”
- — Hidden in the Trees
- “Tick tock goes the clock, counting down the hour. Tick tock 'til the coming of the tower.”
- — Tick Tock Goes the Clock