- "The pit of fog had been ignited and burned with blinding violet flame, water was roaring somewhere, buildings crashing, mobs shouting. The hill in front of him was in ruins no trace of road, hedge, or eld, only a cataract of loose raw earth. It was also far steeper than it had been. His mouth and hair and nostrils were full of earth. The slope was growing steeper as he looked at it. The ridge heaved up and up. Then the whole wave of earth rose, arched, trembled, and with all its weight and noise poured down on him." (That Hideous Strength, Page 341)
- “'Aren’t [...] the eldils a trifle... well, wholesale. Did all Edgestow deserve to be wiped out?'” (That Hideous Strength, Page 345)
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