When little ones say they want to go home, they almost never mean it. They mean they are tired of this particular game and would like to start another.

... relationships required such vigilance, such attention. You had to hold them together by force of will, and other people took up so much space, demanded so much time. It was exhausting.

It is best in the end to let women see to their own vengeance.

I perceive that you have a cruel heart, my child. It lies within your breast like a smoldering blade, hissing steam at me.

There's more than one way between your world and ours. There's the changeling road, and there's the Ravishing, and there's those that Stumble through a gap in the hedgerows or a mushroom ring or a tornado or a wardrobe full of winter coats.

It is such hard work to keep your heart hidden! And worse, by the time you find it easy, it will be harder still to show it. It is a terrible magic in this world to ask for exactly the thing you want. Not least because to know exactly the thing you want and look it in the eye is a long, long labor.

Whenever one does extraordinary things, someone is bound to try to repeat them for themselves. It's the way of the world.