The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses.

There are people who take the heart out of you, and there are people who put it back.

You don't have to be Michelangelo to teach basic art, just as you don't have to be Shakespeare to be able to teach the correct use of language.

Without mysteries, life would be very dull indeed. What would be left to strive for if everything were known?

Look inside yourself for the answers - you're the only one who knows what's best for you. Everybody else is only guessing.

I want to be magic. I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile. I want to be a friend of elves and live in a tree. Or under a hill. I want to marry a moonbeam and hear the stars sing. I don't want to pretend at magic anymore. I want to be magic.

Every time you do a good deed you shine the light a little farther into the dark. And the thing is, when you're gone that light is going to keep shining on, pushing the shadows back.