The colossal might of wickedness: how we love to locate it massively elsewhere. But so much of it comes down to what each one of us does between breakfast and bedtime.

That's the real power of art, I think. Not to chide but to provoke challenge. Otherwise why bother?

I shall pray for your soul,' promised Nessarose. I shall wait for your shoes,' Elphie answered.

The colossal might of wickedness: how we love to locate it massively elsewhere. But so much of it comes down to what each one of us does between breakfast and bedtime.

My job is to protect you, Lady Glinda even if you are loosing your mind.

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

I am a forgettable leaf on a tree.