I keep waiting for things to get back down to whelming, but they stay at overwhelming.

This is not magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and note it.

I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held.

I have absurdly vivid dreams.

The finest of pleasures are always the unexpected ones.

Most maidens are perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience, at least the ones worth something, in any case.

People see what they wish to see. And in most cases, what they are told that they see.

Only the ship is made of books, its sails thousands of overlapping pages, and the sea it floats upon is dark black ink.

Tarot is just stories on cards.

Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright.

Love is fickle and fleeting," Tsukiko continues. "It is rarely a solid foundation for decisions to be made upon, in any game.

It is not how fast a tree grows, but how well. It is not how big a fruit is, but how sweet.

Patch leaned back against the booth and arched his eyebrows at me. The gesture said it all: Pay up."You got lucky, " I

I didn't answer, but, please—nothing is obvious with boys. For such simple creatures, they are quite baffling.

A great accomplishment shouldn't be the end of the road, just the starting point for the next leap forward.

I can't change the world. I have to fix me.

I'm self-centered, inconsiderate, and what was the third adjective? Oh, yes, and I have this infantile fantasy that one day I'll amount to something as an actress.

With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face!

Birth, death, and suffering all bring us to the very edge of what our minds can understand.

Reading is something I've really missed, not being able to enter people's worlds.

Study rather to fill your mind than your coffers; knowing that gold and silver were originally mingled with dirt, until avarice or ambition parted them.