There is very seldom any true secret.

Being a hero means ignoring how silly you feel.

And you're too nice," he added, above the lap-lap of the water and the patter of sand on the water-lily leaves. "I was relying on you being too jealous to let that demon near the place.

She said 'Over my dead body!' so I took her at her word.

If you take myth and folklore, and these things that speak in symbols, they can be interpreted in so many ways that although the actual image is clear enough, the interpretation is infinitely blurred, a sort of enormous rainbow of every possible colour you could imagine.

Nobody gets praised for the right reasons.

Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!