Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?

Fear and realisation of ignorance, strong medicines against stupid pride.

Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was.

The Clayr saw me, the Wallmaker made me, the King quenched me, the Abhorsen wields me so that no Dead shall walk in Life. For this is not their path.

I can see time, " whispered Mogget, so softly that his words were lost.

Our parts now -- which perforce we must play -- are not father and daughter, but one old Abhorsen, making way for the new. But behind this, there is always my love.

A breath?" she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed very forward. He might remember it, and make assumptions.

The most wonderful and the strongest things in the world, you know, are just the things which no one can see.

Meaningless! Meaningless!” says the Teacher.“Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.”Ecclesiastes 1:2

Knowing all truth is less than doing a little bit of good.

For me, there's a lot of expectations and you want to be able to live up to them.

[George] Orwell's essays. It's got it all. Great writing, a worldview that I find interesting and useful, and most of it timelessly true.

Perceptions change with time and you can't rush it, in my judgment.

The audience, they're not professionals. They just love music. It isn't necessary to play over their heads to be admired.

you wanted saving didn't you?

So he didn't have to prove how he felt about me. Like so much else, I should just know.

I do not see any essential difference between abstract and primitive art. Both are simple and sincere. Naturally, we should not generalize in these matters: It is the individual artist that counts.