Bryon tilted his head to a very odd angle, half-closed his eyes and composed his features to suggest that he was about to expire from chronic indigestion.

Sing like no one is listening. Love like you’ve never been hurt. Dance like nobody’s watching, and live like it’s heaven on earth.

She wore a gown the color of storms, shadows, and rain and a necklace of broken promises and regrets.

Can a magician kill a man by magic?” Lord Wellington asked Strange. Strange frowned. He seemed to dislike the question. “I suppose a magician might,” he admitted, “but a gentleman never would.

He understood for the first time that the world is not dumb at all, but merely waiting for someone to speak to it in a language it understands.

There must come a time when the bullets will run out

I know magicians and I know magic and I say this: all magicians lie and this one more than most.

I was told once by some country people that a magician should never tell his dreams because the telling will make them come true. But I say that is great nonsense.

Time and I have quarrelled. All hours are midnight now. I had a clock and a watch, but I destroyed them both. I could not bear the way they mocked me.

All books are doors; and some of them are wardrobes.

And the name of the one shall be Fearfulness. And the name of the other shall be Arrogance... Well, clearly you are not Fearfulness, so I suppose you must be Arrogance.' This was not very polite.

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.

If someone tells you you're crazy enough times, eventually it becomes true. It's that old psychiatrist's joke: insanity's all in your head.

It doesn't matter what Christ or Buddha said, it matters how they lived.

It's weird, I never wish anything bad upon anybody, except two or three old girlfriends.

If I could make only one wish for a child, I'd wish him the quality of lovingness.

F. Scott Fitzgerald is the first of the last generation.

If animals could speak, the dog would be a blundering outspoken fellow; but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much.

Idiocy is the female defect ... It is no worse than the male defect, which is lunacy.

A handful of letters doesn't always make a word, love.

To care for those who once cared for us is one of the highest honors.