In the dark attics of our minds, all times mingle.

Our lives are stories, and the stories we have to give to each other are the most important. No one has a story too small and all are of equal stature. We each tell them in different ways, through different mediums—and if we care about each other, we'll take the time to listen.

That's the thing with magic. You've got to know it's still here, all around us, or it just stays invisible for you.

You walk around with a negative attitude and you're just naturally going to bring trouble and hard times down on yourself.

Everything has a spirit and it's all connected. If you think about that, if you live your life by it, then you're less likely to cause any hurt. It's like how our bodies go back into the ground when we die, so that connects us to the earth. If you dump trash, you're dumping it on your and my ancestors. Or to bring it down to its simplest level: treat everything and everybody the way you want to be treated, because when you hurt someone, you're only hurting yourself.

There's more to life than just surviving . . . but . . . sometimes just surviving is all you get

We call them faerie. We don't believe in them. Our loss.