Mercy, she had discovered, made mad alchemy: a drop of it could dilute a lake of hate.

Stars got tangled in her hair whenever she played in the sky.

Light coursed through Karou and darkness chased it-burning through her, chilling her, shimmer and shadow, ice and fire, blood and starlight, rushing, roaring, filling her.

She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.

Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.

Like a magpie, I am a scavenger of shiny things: fairy tales, dead languages, weird folk beliefs, fascinating religions, and more.

A man once said, 'All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence; then success is sure.' Mark Twain, you know. He had a fine mustache. Men of wisdom so often do.

Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there's no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic.

She knocked and waited, because when the door was opened from within, it had the potential to lead someplace quite different.

Where am I and doing what? You might well ask. Freaky chick, you say? You can't imagine. I am priestess of a sandcastle in a land of dust and starlight.

I am one of billions. I am stardust gathered fleetingly into form. I will be ungathered. The stardust will go on to be other things someday and I will be free.

And truths, these days, are spokenThe same way promises are made, With gritted teeth and crossed fingers.

A person who takes a concrete place and convert it into a garden of flowers is a real magician!

Every day, people say crappy things about my band or whatever, but I live a positive existence. I got through everything by virtue of having the same passion that I've had through the years.

Oh! one hour with God infinitely exceeds all the pleasures and delights of this lower world.

For our self respect depends upon our ability to make requital, for good or for evil.

I could...see in Emerson...that had he lived in those days when the world was made, he might have offered some valuable suggestions.

Compassion isn't a sign of weakness, but a mark of civilization.

Well-crafted things inspire me, whether it's pottery or art or music.

He, who learns and makes no use of his learning, is a beast of burden, with a load of books.

... but actually it sucks to have a lot of employees, and you should be proud of how few employees you have.