She dropped her shyness like a nightgown, and in the liquid glare of sunlight on old boards she held up her hands-as if, in the terror of the upcoming skirmish, she had at last understood that she was beautiful. In her own way.
Gregory MaguireElphaba looked like something between an animal and an Animal, like something more than life but not quite Life.
Gregory MaguireI may not be sure if monsters exist, but Iād rather live my life in doubt than be persuaded by a real experience of one.
Gregory MaguireRemember this: Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny.
Gregory Maguire