For everyone and everything, there is a time to die. Some do not know it, or would delay it, but its truth cannot be denied. Not when you look into the stars of the ninth gate.

Unhand my tail!" squealed the Will.

Fish and fowl, warm sun and shady trees, the field mice in the wheat, under the cool light of the moon.

There is never one absolutely right thing to do. All you can do is honor what you believe, accept the consequences of your own actions, and make the best out of what happens.

There were also very special or dangerous items that had to be fetched in person, or even by large parties of armed librarians.

I have never known what to tell anybody. Except that it is better to do something than nothing, even if the cost is great.

No mother, no father, no Sight.