Just my luck, if I believed in luck. I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is.

Doubt was much more energy efficient than conviction.

... the decades looked on and didn't notice her passing. They stared from their fixed mounts across at each other and didn't see revolution striding between them, on her way to destiny.

The world rarely shrieks its meaning at you. It whispers, in private languages and obscure modalities, in arcane and quixotic imagery, through symbol systems in which every element has multiple meanings determined by juxtaposition.

Animals are born who they are, accept it, and that is that. They live with greater peace than people do.

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

The more civilized we become, the more horrendous our entertainments.