I do love to sing. Had I a longer set of thigh bones and a sweeter voice, I should have loved to be a performer.

Memory is a part of the present. It builds us up inside; it knits our bones to our muscles and keeps our hearts pumping. It is memory that reminds our bodies to work, and memory that reminds our spirits to work to: it keeps us who we are.~Candle

Before you save anyone else, you have to save yourself. otherwise, you'rejust a bundle of tics, a stringed puppet manipulated by the chance and the insensible wind.

Galinda didn't often stop to consider whether she believed in what she said or not; the whole point of conversations was flow.

Notice, notice; let noticing take the place of screaming.

Yet who can say how our souls have been stamped by witnessing such a cruel drama? All souls are hostages to their human envelopes, but souls must decay and suffer at such indignity, don't you agree?

Begging your pardon, sir....One population can't make peace with another by force.