Wizard's Fourth Rule There is magic in sincere forgiveness; in the forgiveness you give, but more so in the forgiveness you receive.

If the road is easy, you're likely going the wrong way.

The Wizard's First Rule: People are stupid; given proper motivation almost anyone will believe almost anything.

Knowledge is a weapon. I intend to be formidably armed.

We reap a reward merely in the act of helping others. We never know how, or if, that reward will come back to us. Helping is the reward; none other is needed nor better.

Once you place that crown of liar on your head, you can take it off again, but it leaves a stain for all time.

Charity, if you have the means, is a personal choice, but charity which is expected or compelled is simply a polite word for slavery.

Knowing when to fight is just as important as knowing how.

When the whole world is crazy, it doesn't pay to be sane.

Fate occasionally touches us all in ways we don't always understand.

The light of a new day always chases the shadows of the night away, and shows us that the shape of our fears is only the ghost of our own minds.

By the time we began to understand enough about what the world to ask the right questions, our visit is over, and someone else is visiting, asking the same questions.

The welkin is blue yet in agony, The air and the water has made a pair, As the love was unfaithful and the earth has to suffer, until the time goes backwards.

We pay a heavy, very heavy price for the superhuman dignity of our calling. The ridiculous is always so near to the sublime. And the world, usually so indulgent to foibles, hates ours instinctively.

Because it strikes me there is something greater than judgement. I think it is called mercy.

My blood is a miracle that, from my veins, crosses the air in my heart into yours.

Anger is a signal, and one worth listening to.

The beginning of faith is the beginning of fruitfulness; but the beginning of unbelief, however glittering, is empty.

By all means tell the world how good you are - but do it with actions, not words.

How oft, - be witness, Guardian of our days!... The sky besprinkled o'er with rainbow hues, As if angelic wings had wanton'd there.

You Jig, you amble, and you lisp.