Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger,And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved.
I was one of the haves, and one of the secrets of being a have is not wasting your time on empathy.
Some things aren't any good unless they're shared. Sitting up all night would be pointless if somebody you loved wasn't sitting up with you, picking out music to play and helping you kill the bourbon....
And you are truly human now. You can love, and fear, and forbid things to be what they are, and overact.
На хората им трябват герои, но никой човек не може да бъде толкова голям, колкото необходимостта от него, и така легендата се наслоява около песъчинка истина като перла.
Your name is a golden bell hung in my heart. I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.
You pile of stones, you waste, you desolation, I'll stuff you with misery till it comes out of your eyes. I'll change your heart into green grass, and all you love into a sheep. I'll turn you into a b...
You ever want to see real witchcraft, you watch people protecting their comfort, their beliefs.
Who has choices need not choose. We must, who have none. We can love but what we lose-- What is gone is gone.
Unicorns are not to be forgiven. The magician felt himself growing giddy with jealousy, not only of the touch but of something like a secret that was moving between Molly and the unicorn. Unicorns are...
Then what is magic for? Prince Lír demanded wildly. What use is wizardry if it cannot save a unicorn? He gripped the magician's shoulder hard, to keep from falling.Schmedrick did not turn his head. Wi...
The unicorn halted in her slow, desperate round of the cage, realizing for the first time that the magician understood her speech. He smiled, and she saw that his face was frighteningly young for a gr...
The air was motionless, carved, a block of warm copper fitting neatly around the earth, molded while soft to fit every house and every human being on the earth, and now hardened forever so that no man...
She said, I will go no farther.There is no choice. We can only go on. The magician said again. We can only go on.
Outside, the night lay coiled in the street, cobra-cold and scaled with stars.
Only to a magician is the world forever fluid, infinitely mutable and eternally new. Only he knows the secret of change, only he knows truly that all things are crouched in eagerness to become somethi...
Nay, Cully, you have it backward, she called to him. There's no such a person as you, or me, or any of us. Robin and Marian are real, and we are the legend!
Lir said, It is my right. A hero is entitled to his happy ending, when it comes at last. But Schmendrick answered, This is not the end, either for you or for her.
Like that Chinese monkey trying to grab the moon in the water, Uncle Chaim said to me once. That's me, a Chinese monkey.(Uncle Chaim and Aunt Rifke and the Angel)
It was not her dream that chilled him, but that she did not weep as she told it. As a hero, he understood weeping women and knew how to make them stop crying--generally you killed something--but her c...