What are stories for if we don't learn from them?
There could be few men whose love for a woman had been written on his face with a knife.
Why do grown-ups think it's easier for children to bear secrets than the truth? Don't they know about the horror stories we imagine to explain the secrets?
Beauty and fear make uneasy companions
My children were all made from paper and printer's ink.
The spoken word is nothing. It hardly lives longer than an insect! Only the written word is eternal. - Balbulus