The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay

He was just afraid: of the night, the shadows, and the darkness, of policemen, his father’s temper, spiders, robbers, drunks, ladies in overcoats, and especially, this morning, of the river, darker than anything else in Prague.

there was a general impression abroad that, at the drawing board, a man could not only make a good living but alter the very texture and tone of the national mood

he sprang from the top of Mr. Waczukowski's

In his imagination, Houdini's deeds were far grander than anything even the former Mr.