Finished this, vaguely weepy, in the 52nd Street branch today.

Start with this one:

In old days there were angels who came and took men by the hand and led them away from the city of destruction. We see no white-winged angels now. But yet men are led away from threatening destruction; a hand is put into theirs, which leads them forth gently towards a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward, and the hand may be a little child’s.

Eliot, George. Silas Marner: The Weaver of Raveloe. (Portland: Mint Editions, 2021), 127.