It takes courage to live through suffering; and it takes honesty to observe it.

Death and resurrection are what the story is about and had we but eyes to see it, this has been hinted on every page, met us, in some disguise, at every turn, and even been muttered in conversations between such minor characters (if they are minor characters) as the vegetables.

You never know how much you really believe anything until its truth or falsehood becomes a matter of life and death to you.

For the Christian, there are, strictly speaking, no chances. A secret Master of the Ceremonies has been at work.

And what about you? You must be some kind of beardless dwarf?...You mean to say, that you're a daughter of Eve?...Y-yes, but, you are in fact... human?

Evil can be undone, but it cannot 'develop' into good. Time does not heal it. The spell must be unwound, bit by bit, 'with backward mutters of dissevering power' - or else not.

You don't have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body.