...that was the first thing I had to learn about her, and maybe the hardest I've ever learned about anything - that she is her own, and what she gives me is of her choosing, and the more precious because of it. Sometimes a butterfly will come to sit in your open palm, but if you close your hand, one way or the other, it - and its choice to be there - are gone.

Imagination is what has driven human progress since very early times.

You yourself must know how boring gravity is to oneself and everyone else.

The question is always the answer, provided you want the answer badly enough.

As Cinderella would probably tell you, even a prince who only recognizes your footwear is preferable to a lifetime of cleaning grates.

We love people differently at different stages of our knowledge of them. As love changes its hape and its nature, we have to decide what we're going to do about that love on any given day.

What is merely a hypothesis to anyone else is an overwhelming temptation to a wizard.