Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon--perfect.

It is the prerogative of wizards to be grumpy. It is not, however, the prerogative of freelance consultants who are late on their rent, so instead of saying something smart, I told the woman on the phone, "Yes, ma'am. How can I help you today?

I may have had good reasons. I may have had the best of intentions. But intentions aren’t enough, no matter how good they are. Intentions can lead you to a place where you’re able to make a choice. It’s the choice that counts.

Oh, I forgot to mention it: My brother is the kind of man whom women stalk. In cooperative packs.

I do not need the written code of a spiritual belief to act like a decent human being.

Fear is a part of life. It's a warning mechanism. That's all. It tells you when there's danger around. Its job is to help you survive. Not cripple you into being unable to do it.

Even in winter, the cold isn't always bitter, and not every day is cruel.