There was a moment of hesitation, and then her mouth opened against his, and her tongue slid into his mouth, and he was, under the strange stars, utterly, irrevocably lost.

Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.

There is something about riding a unicorn, for those people who still can, which is unlike any other experience: exhilarating, and intoxicating, and fine.

There was once a young man who wished to gain his Heart’s Desire.

You have to believe. Otherwise, it will never happen.

Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves all he gets.

Adventures are all very well in their place, but there's a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.

He was painfully shy, which, as is often the manner of the painfully shy, he overcompensated for by being too loud at the wrong times.

There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of un-hatched chicks.

I am the most miserable person who ever lived, " he said... "You are young, and in love, " said Primus. "Every young man in your position is the most miserable young man who ever lived.

I would not wish to marry someone who had already been married. It would be, ' she opined, 'like having someone else break in one's own pony.

Mocking a woman is like drinking too much wine. It may be fun for a short time, but the hangover is hell.

Religion is an irrational construct.

Our first goal is to stop the recession and start with recovery.

I guess when I really think about it, God's voice sounds a lot like my voice.

There are some secrets that we think we're keeping, but those secrets are actually keeping us.

In all the relations of life and death, we are met by the color line.

The mind is like a lake. It reflects eternity when it's very still. If ripples appear, lots of them, then the reflection is not clear. We lose the clarity of the perfect reflection.

There was a military police brigade with over 3,400 soldiers getting ready to go home because their mission - prisoner-of-war operations - was finished.

How Sunday into Monday melts!

I may cause someone to feel badly, not because I'm doing something to them, but because the way in which I see might cause pain. But I am not doing the hurting.