Doctor MacKenzie says "Sometimes I think the Victorians had the right idea. When you lost a family member back then you were suppose to be in full mourning, dress in nothing but black, for a whole year. Then you went into something they called 'half mourning' for another full year, adn during those two years, you were pretty much expected to have emotional breakdowns, you could do it whenever you felt you needed to, and everybody would support you. Now?, A month after a tragedy, maybe two, and you're expected to be all better-or down pills so you can pretend you are.

A book's alright when the weather's foul and there's nothing else to do, but why sit and read when the wind is calling your name?

Caught between glass and wood, that which breaks and that which bends, that which sings and that which survive. So our lives go.

Some must be warriors, that others may live in peace.

The hatched chick cannot go back to the shell, the falcon who has found the sky does not willingly sit the nest.

Of three things be wary- of a feather on a cat, The shepherd eating mutton, And a guardsman that is fat.

Magic, like technology, is a tool.