Courage is the only Magic worth having.

Spring, / you are a pinking shears: you cut / fresh edges on the world.

When everyone thinks they know you, it's hard not to be guarded.

Books go out into the world, travel mysteriously from hand to hand, and somehow find their way to the people who need them at the times when they need them ... Cosmic forces guide such passings-along.

Conflict is the soul of literature.

Denounce useless guilt. Don’t make a cult of suffering. Live in the now(or at least the soon). Always do the things you fear most. Courage is an acquired taste like caviar. Trust all joy. If the evil eye fixes you in its gaze, look elsewhere. Get ready to be 87.

Underneath it all, you longed to be annihilated by love.