Wondering’s healthy. Broadens the mind. Opens you up to all sorts of stray thoughts and possibilities.

Magic's never what you expect it to be, but it's often what you need.

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.

Let it go on record that any confusion arose simply because we lacked certain commonalities of reference.

Sculptors, poets, painters, musicians-they're the traditional purveyors of Beauty. But it can as easily be created by a gardener, a farmer, a plumber, a careworker.

I've always been interested in the outsider.

Ghosts were just a way that some stupid people dealt with their dull lives.