" No sooner was I safely among the gravestones than a great feeling of warmth and calm contentment came sweeping over me.

Life among the dead.

This was where I was meant to be!

What a revelation! And what a place to have it!

I could succeed at whatever I chose. I could, for instance, become an undertaker. Or a pathologist. A detective, a gravedigger, a tombstone maker, or even the world's greatest murderer.

Suddenly the world was my oyster—even if it was a dead one. "

― Alan Bradley , As Chimney Sweepers Come to Dust (Flavia de Luce, #7)