No half-heartedness and no worldly fear must turn us aside from following the light unflinchingly.

Maybe the paths that you each shall tread are already laid before your feet though you do not see them

Farewell! I go to find the Sun!

A story must be told or there'll be no story, yet it is the untold stories that are most moving.

Fairy tale does not deny the existence of sorrow and failure: the possibility of these is necessary to the joy of deliverance. It denies (in the face of much evidence, if you will) universal final defeat...giving a fleeting glimpse of Joy; Joy beyond the walls of the world, poignant as grief.

For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green.

Goodbye, master, my dear! Forgive your Sam. He'll come back to this spot when the job's done - if he manages it. And then he'll not leave you again. Rest you quiet till I come; and may no foul creature come anigh you! And if the Lady could hear me and give me one wish, I would wish to come back and find you again. Good bye!