The fey wonders of the world only exist while there are those with the sight to see them.

We end up stumbling our way through the forest, never seeing all the unexpected and wonderful possibilities and potentials because we're looking for the idea of a tree, instead of appreciating the actual trees in front of us.

I wouldn't like to live in a world where everything's as cut-and-dried as most people think it is

[She] had felt straight away that she wasn’t meeting a new friend, but recognizing an old one.

Remember the quiet wonders. The world has more need of them than it has for warriors.

I don't think the world is the way we like to think it is. I don't think it's one solid world, but many, thousands upon thousands of them--as many as there are people--because each person perceives the world in his or her own way; each lives in his or her own world. Sometimes they connect, for a moment, or more rarely, for a lifetime, but mostly we are alone, each living in our own world, suffering our small deaths.

Inside us lies every possibility that is available to a sentient being. Every darkness, every light. It is the choices we make that decide who or what we will be.