I wouldn't mind leaving myself behind if I could, but I don't know the way out.

To look into the mirror is to see the future, in blood and rubies.

Those times are over and gone, and good riddance to them, too. We were hopelessly high-spirited. Now we're the tick-waisted generation, dragging along our children behind us and carrying our parents on our backs. And we're in charge, while the figures who used to command our respect are wasting away.

Elena had always felt like the center of her own world - who doesn't? The world arranged itself around her like petals around the stem of a flower. This way the meadows, that way the woodland. Over here, the baryn's estate, out there, the hills that hug the known world close and imply a world at beyond. She could never come up with the edge of a world, because it always kept going on beyond. She moved the center of the world as she walked. The world was balanced on her head.

Oh now that's a blueprint for an impossibly rosy future

Okay let's get this over with, no I'm not seasick, yes I've always been green, No I didn't eat grass as a child.

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