Behind every closed door might wait a thief of minds and a collector of souls.

That's all that matters, really: that we can make each other feel better.

For some, the past is a chain, each day a link, raveling backward to one ringbolt or another, in one dark place or another, and tomorrow is a slave to yesterday.

Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind.

I have to admit that when I watch a movie in which there is no moral context for the violence - I find that offensive. I think that's potentially damaging to society.

Funny, how one good cookie could calm the mind and even elevate a troubled soul.

I am twenty years old. To a world-wise adult, I am little more than a child. To any child, however, I am old enough to be distrusted, to be excluded forever from the magical community of the short and beardless.