Never are we as honest as at night, alone with thoughts and nightmares.

You two are children almost grown. Your hearts have not hardened to the realities of the world. Your dreams have not fallen through your fingers. You still know hope.

There is no one way to be a magician any more than there is only one way to be human.

Is it ghosts that truly haunt us, or the memory of our own mistakes that we wish we could undo?

So many men and women I have wronged, reduced to ghosts and shades. They surround me, but I can never let them know I regret what I have cost them, both the living and the dead.

I was just thinking how the purr of a contented cat is one of my favorite sounds in the world. There's something so comforting about it, isn't there?

Focus on your strength and maximum its potential.

We were sent here just to be kind to each other.

Fear hadn’t come to him yet. Pain hadn’t come where pain would come. There was only the feeling of having done something perfect at last—the taste of a drink from a cold, pure spring.

It is only just that anything that grows up on its own should feel it has nothing to repay for an upbringing which it owes no one.

Why fear death? Death is only a beautiful adventure.

I rarely return to characters. My characters, at least most of them, are much more a part of that superorganism that is the story than separate and independent creatures.

I got my own sound; nobody sounds like me.

If I had eyes in the back of my head, I would have told you you looked good as I walked away.

Don't discount yourself, no matter what you're doing. Everyone has a unique perspective that they can bring to the world.

Limiting the freedom of news 'just a little bit' is in the same category with the classic example 'a little bit pregnant.