Fear was the knowledge of pain, the awareness that you could be hurt, that you could die.

Do not lose your heart to a faery prince. It never ends well.

There are only those you can live with, and those you can work to change.

The mighty hunter," I quipped as we snuck out the backdoor, escaping into the yard. "He can take down vicious rabids and rampaging boars, but one old lady can make him flee in terror.""One scary old lady," he corrected me, looking relieved to be out of the house. "You didn't hear what she told me when I got up - you're so cute I could put you in a pie. Tell me that's not the creepiest thing you've ever heard." His voice climbed a few octaves, turning shrill and breathy. "Today for dessert, we have apple pie, blueberry pie and Ezekiel pie.

You don't dwell on what you've lost, you just move on.

As cities grow and technology takes over the world, belief and imagination fade away, and so do we.

I was a huge bookworm as a kid, and you could usually find me reading something with a dragon on its cover.