I love the idea that magic and witchcraft and battles between supernatural creatures could be raging all around us but just out of our sight.
If you think it's hard getting in, you should try getting out.
It's funny how things work out sometimes.
The birds fly in the wrong places and there are too many stars in the sky.
For all men are equal at the moment of death and who are we to judge them when a much greater judge awaits?
Sometimes it's the tiniest things that can mean the difference between life and death.