As long as people are going to call you lunatic anyway, why not get the benefit of it? It liberates you from convention.

Speaking uses us up, speeds us up. Without prayer, that act of confession for merely existing, one might live forever and not know it.

The thing about a mirror is this: The one who stares into it is condemned to consider the world from her own perspective.

Little critters fried like fritters come out crunchy and divine.

However in the world did her skin come green?" Nanny wondered, stupidly, for Melena blanched and Frex reddened, and the baby held her breath as if trying to turn blue to please them all. Nanny had to slap her to make her breath again.

This is why you shouldn't fall in love, it blinds you. Love is wicked distraction.

Where I'm from, we believe in all sorts of things that aren't true... we call it history.