Nobody believes me when I say that my long book is an attempt to create a world in which a form of language agreeable to my personal aesthetic might seem real. But it is true.

Pay heed to the tales of old wives. It may well be that they alone keep in memory what it was once needful for the wise to know.

You have been chosen, and you must therefore use such strength and heart and wits as you have.

The realm of fairy-story is wide and deep and high and filled with many things: all manner of beasts and birds are found there; shoreless seas and stars uncounted; beauty that is an enchantment, and an ever-present peril; both joy and sorrow as sharp as swords.

If we all got angry together something might be done.

You may not like my burglar, but please don't damage him.

Faithful heart may have froward tongue.