Magic is a state of mind. It is often portrayed as very black and gothic, and that is because certain practitioners played that up for a sense of power and prestige. That is a disservice. Magic is very colorful. Of this, I am sure.

The ending is nearer than you think, and it is already written. All that we have left to choose is the correct moment to begin.

I shall die here. Every last inch of me shall perish. Except one. An inch. It's small and it's fragile and it's the only thing in the world worth having. we must never lose it, or sell it, or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.

I live my life free of compromise, and step into the shadows without complaint or regret.

Art makes us feel less alone. It makes us think: somebody else has thought this, somebody else has had these feelings.

Now everything is wonderful and hazardous and nothing's hypothetical.

The world's a stage, & everything else is Vaudeville.