Without cunning, there is no innovation. Without ambition, there is no accomplishment.

Studying the young woman’s long thin legs, Tessa wondered how different her life would have been if she had had legs like that. She could not help but suspect that it would have been almost entirely different.

Whatever money you might have, self-worth really lies in finding out what you do best.

Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song.

I imagine them very clearly and then attempt to describe what I can see. Sometimes I draw them for my own amusement! (talking about her characters and scenes)

Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?” "...I think the answer is that a circle has no beginning." "Well reasoned.

I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.