Still anyone who trusts a serpent deserves its bite. The wise see a creature for what it is, not what it says it may be.

You can be betrayed in your sleep. The whole world can tilt while you're dreaming of butterflies.

In a world of sorrow, love was an act of will. All you needed were the right ingredients.

I really feel like the gift is also the curse. It's always half-and-half. Whatever brings you the most joy will also probably bring you the most pain. Always a price to pay

Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.

Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly forget how it's done.

Fairytales were maps formed of blood and hair and bones; they were the knots of the sub-conscious unwound. Every word in every tale was real and as true as apples and stones. They all led to the story inside the story.