"Virtue," he said. "The real thing. It's not some kind of cuddly teddy bear you can keep on the shelf until you need a hug. It's dangerous, which is why it makes people so nervous. Virtue has its own agenda, and believe me, it's not always yours. The word itself means strength, power. And when it gets loose, you'd better watch out." "Something bad might happen..." "Impossible. But possibly something painful."

Belief made no difference to the truth.

Reading one book is like eating one potato chip.

The Spear in the Other’s heart is the spear in your own: you are he.

You walk on water, and complain that you can't find anything to drink!

Honey, have you seen your sister?” She’s on Jupiter, Mom.

And we will cause it to be well-made, this Sacrifice. You, young and never loving; I, old and never loved. Such a Song the Sea will never have seen.