The odd thing, my dear," said her father, "is that once one has ceased trying to protect self, one finds one's self in a very comfortable position." "Where?" asked Kale "In Wulder's care.

No decision should be made on an empty shopping bag.

Not all tongues that wag cohabit with a brain.

He fainted. Then he came to and remembered what happened and fainted again.

I am an author of Christian Fantasy. My first 7 books were Christian Romance, but I came over to the Dark Side when I heard there were cookies.

A mouse slid out from under his hat and scrambled down his sleeve, across his lap, and down to the floor. Nothing,' said Fenworth, 'should distract from a wizard's dignity.

Fenworth owned a world-famous library. More rooms held books than beds. Pillows stuffed in niches and comfortable chairs scattered throughout each room offered abundant paces to curl up and read.

Focus on what's ahead. Use what is behind.

I shall not tell your husband and you shall not tell my wife." Tell them what?" That you and I were outwitted by a ropma." That would be shamful." Girl, we could never live it down.

Wear pink!' her mother had said. 'It confuses the enemy.

Contented children are valuable, as is the peace that surrounds them.

There is no eleventh hour with Cosmic Ordering, only the golden hour.

When my friends lack an eye I look at them in profile.

Read the best books first or you may not have a chance to read them at all.

I keep wondering if everybody on the political left had someone who they were separated at birth from.

It's such a joy to work with different ensembles and create a collaboration. Rehearsing and building a performance is very interesting for me.

I'm all about working. I'm a really hard worker, and I'm taking advantage of all those different opportunities, on the music and acting side, because I love both.

The Italian prose tale had begun to exercise that influence as early as Chaucer's time: but circumstances and atmosphere were as yet unfavourable for its growth.

I have no trouble publishing in Soviet astrophysical journals, but my work is unacceptable to the American astrophysical journals.

I am continually calming the restless scanning of my rational mind in order to perceive the finer energies that enable me to unitively merge with everything around me.

So the point is, I don't have a right to tell anybody what's right or wrong about their lives. Who am I to tell you at any given moment of the day what would be right for you?