Se Souvenir du passe, et qu'il ya un avenir: Remember the past, and that there is a future.

All that children need is love, a grown-up to take responsibility for them, and a soft place to land.

You persist in this romantic vision of what it is to be a vampire, but despite my best efforts to curb it I have a taste for blood.

It is a blessing as well as a burden to love so much that you can hurt so badly when love is gone.

Yes, I see that you are behaving like a prince but that doesn't mean you won't behave like a devil at the first opportunity.

Memories were short and history unkind. It was the way of the world.

She was like a camera that had been chronically out of focus until someone came by and twisted the lenses into alignment.

Gallowglass returned to Sporrengasse with two vampires and a pretzel.

Just because something seems impossible doesn't make it untrue.

If the butterfly wings its way to the sweet light that attracts it, it's only because it doesn't know that the fire can consume it.

I wanted to know how humans came up with a view of the world that had so little magic in it. I needed to understand how they convinced themselves that magic wasn’t important.

One can never have enough socks, " said Dumbledore. "Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn't get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.

Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee.What kind of pencil shall I use?2B or not 2B?

When we learn to respond to disappointments with acceptance, we give ourselves the space to realize that all our experiences—good and bad alike—are opportunities to learn and grow.

Thats why your doing this? Because Lissa told you to?

I demanded more rights for women because I know what women had to put up with.

Following dharma puts you in a proper field of attention. In a proper field of attention, regardless of what your outer circumstances are, happiness will flow.

Remember that transformation is a present activity.

Wish to be what you are, and wish for no other position.

But if you search further, you find in yourself nothing similar to God, but rather you affirm that God stands above all this as cause, origin, and the light of life of your intellective soul.

Loafe with me on the grass—loose the stop from your throat; Not words, not music or rhyme I want—not custom or lecture, not even the best; Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.