Hey, we've all got problems, chum. I'm overly talkative. You look like a field of buttercups in a suit.

One magician demanded I show him an image of the love of his life. I rustled up a mirror.

Oh, the boots were on the other eight feet now.

When I write something that would have made me laugh as a 10-year-old, or would have scared me or would have excited me, I know I'm onto something.

Minor magicians take pains to fit this traditional wizardly bill. By contrast, the really powerful magicians take pleasure in looking like accountants.

That's usuаllу hоw thеу start, thе young оnеs. Meaningless waffle.

That's a gesture of endearment in some cultures. Some hug, some kiss, some set each other on fire in small patches of woodland