He'd thought he was lost, but now he recognized that eternity was around him, like salt from a shaker or stars in the sky.

What I like about fairy tales is the language and the matter-of-fact way of introducing magic, where it's accepted that a fox could talk or a gate could just appear in a wall. I think fairy tales are so psychological.

She can feel his blood, just beneath his skin; when he breathes, the air fills with smoke. He's like a dragon, ancient and fearless.

Some things you cannot wish away or think away. They become part of you when you remember them.

Still, she knows one thing for certain: never judge a relationship unless you are the one wrapped up in its arms.

The more you feel, the stronger you are.

Avoid men who call you Baby, and women who have no friends, and dogs that scratch at their bellies and refuse to lie down at your feet. Wear dark glasses; bathe with lavender oil and cool fresh water. Seek shelter from the sun at noon.