“And how shall I think of you?' He considered a moment and then laughed. 'Think of me with my nose in a book!”Susanna Clarke book Jonathan Strange & Mr NorrellSource: Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
“Woods were ringed with a colour so soft, so subtle that it could scarcely be said to be a colour at all. It was more theof a colour - as if the trees were dreaming green dreams or thinking green thoughts.”Susanna Clarke book Jonathan Strange & Mr NorrellSource: Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
“It is these black clothes," said Strange. "I am like a leftover piece of funeral, condemned to walk about the Town, frightening people into thinking of their own mortality.”Susanna Clarke book Jonathan Strange & Mr NorrellSource: Jonathan Strange y el señor Norrell