You made me feel alive again.

I guess the sacrifice of my dignity is the only thing that will save us now. The things I endure for love. The Fates laugh at my torment.

Eventually we will all wither and die in the wasteland of logic and science.

Bravo, " said Grimalkin, peering down from Cold Tom's chest. "The Winter prince and Oberon's jester agreeing on something. The world must be ending.

Oh that looked painful, " called another Puck, a little farther down. "We really need to talk about your anger-management problems.

As cities grow and technology takes over the world belief and imagination fade away and so do we.

Leaving would imply suitcases and empty drawers, and late birthday cards with ten-dollar bills stuffed inside.

Iron. Ice.A Love Doomed From the Start

How did the war creep up? How did it gather itself together? What was it made from? What secrets, lies, betrayals? What loves and hatreds? What sums of money, what metals?

If we choose to turn left when God wants us to go right, we cannot expect God to support the plans we made on our own.

During the day, the library is a realm of order.

Music is the art of the prophets and the gift of God.

I never wanted to see anybody die, but there are a few obituary notices I have read with pleasure.

We possess nothing certainly except the past

I want results when I fight.

I suppose our capacity for self-delusion is boundless.

I wasn't sure what I was getting into when I signed on to work with a wrestler.

Morality [or ethics] is not a subject; it is a life put to the test in dozens of moments.