I think we are worlds compressed into human form.

There's so little wonder left in the world because we've seen everything one way or another'.

Going back after a long time will make you made, because the people you left behind do not like to think of you changed, will treat you as they always did, accuse you of being indifferent, when you are only different.

Children, I suppose, are always unfinished business: they begin as part of your own body, and continue as separate as another continent.

What the myths say, is that you have to be the hero of your own life. You're the one who has to take charge of who you are, you're the one who has to take control. And also, you're the one who can bring something to the community.

If you think about something for long enough,' she explained, `more than likely, that thing will happen.' She tapped her head. `It's all in the mind.

Reading is a rendezvous with your soul.