You walk around with a negative attitude and you're just naturally going to bring trouble and hard times down on yourself.

Witchery is merely a word for what we are all capable of.

It's all a matter of paying attention, being awake in the present moment, and not expecting a huge payoff. The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses.

It's all those stories and how they braid together that tells us who and what and where we are

You've got to find yourself first. Everything else'll follow.

Stone walls confine a tinker; cold iron binds a witch; but a musician's music can never be fettered, for it lives first in her heart and mind.

Fortune-telling doesn't reveal the future; it mirrors the present. It resonates against what your subconscious already knows and hauls it up out of the darkness so you can get a good look at it.

I'm not Chinese. I thrive in interesting times.

Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.

There's bad apples in whatever way you want to group people - doesn't matter if it's religious, political or social. The big mistake is generalizing.

Magic lies in between things, between the day and the night, between yellow and blue, between any two things.

Today if you are not confused you are not thinking clearly.

There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time.

Little children are still the symbol of the eternal marriage between love and duty.

You can't imagine parlor ballads drifting out of high-rise multi-towered buildings. That kind of music existed in a more timeless state of life.

The purpose of human life is the dissolution of the soul and the revelation of the Spirit.

Football is in my blood. For me the bubbles will never fade and die

Zeal is very blind, or badly regulated, when it encroaches upon the rights of others.

I get really frustrated with people who turn their noses up at talent shows like 'The Voice' and 'X-Factor.'

It’s not Brittney’s face, not her smile, not even her eyes. All of that surface stuff made the world see her as beautiful, but it was the deeper stuff that made her different.

Right before the explosions begin, I find a star.