Even I never dreamed of Magic like this!

Grief is like a long valley, a winding valley where any bend may reveal a totally new landscape.

The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing — to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from — my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back.

Everyone says that forgiveness is a lovely idea until he has something to forgive yet tasted one of the most sublime enjoyments of life.

Golly,' said Edmund under his breath, 'He's a retired star.

We are finite and God will not call us everywhere or to support every worthy cause. And real needs are not far from us.

Do you not know how bashful friendship is? Friends - comrades - do not look at each other. Friendship would be ashamed.