Sculptors, poets, painters, musicians-they're the traditional purveyors of Beauty. But it can as easily be created by a gardener, a farmer, a plumber, a careworker.

Witchery is merely a word for what we are all capable of.

It's all a matter of paying attention, being awake in the present moment, and not expecting a huge payoff. The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses.

It's all those stories and how they braid together that tells us who and what and where we are

You've got to find yourself first. Everything else'll follow.

Stone walls confine a tinker; cold iron binds a witch; but a musician's music can never be fettered, for it lives first in her heart and mind.

Fortune-telling doesn't reveal the future; it mirrors the present. It resonates against what your subconscious already knows and hauls it up out of the darkness so you can get a good look at it.

I'm not Chinese. I thrive in interesting times.

Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.

There's bad apples in whatever way you want to group people - doesn't matter if it's religious, political or social. The big mistake is generalizing.

Magic lies in between things, between the day and the night, between yellow and blue, between any two things.

And I said, 'Do I have leprosy?' And they said, 'You are a dangerous element.

You are brave and strong and good, noble and kind. I love you and I think you're...

Lindsay calls them the Pugs: pretty from far away, ugly up close.

When people say "the people" or "the public" as though it's the final repository of all morality, I sometimes flinch.

That the sun will not rise tomorrow is no less intelligible a proposition, and implies no more contradiction, than the affirmation, that it will rise.

Evolution is the root of atheism, of communism, nazism, behaviorism, racism, economic imperialism, militarism, libertinism, anarchism, and all manner of anti-Christian systems of belief and practice.

Dispel the cold, bounteously replenishing the hearth with logs.

The artist himself is often surprised at the finished work of art. He cannot tell 'how it happened', nor could he repeat the feat at someone's bidding.

The TV licence people just can't believe we don't have a television. I'm a bolshie git. I shout at them things like, 'I don't need TV, I'm an intellectual.'

Temptation said that we all dream of committing crimes, but that only the unbalanced make that macabre idea a reality.