The stars up close to the moon were pale; they got brighter and braver the farther they got out of the circle of light ruled by the giant moon

I sometimes have these spells of compulsive truth. But as Lady Macbeth would say, "The fit is momentary."

You seem to forget, Miss Flinn, that this is an institution for the insane.

You've got to get out and pray to the sky to appreciate the sunshine; otherwise you're just a lizard standing there with the sun shining on you.

Time overlaps itself. A breath breathed from a passing breeze is not the whole wind, neither is it just the last of what has passed and the first of what will come, but is more--let me see--more like a single point plucked on a single strand of a vast spider web of winds, setting the whole scene atingle. That way; it overlaps ... as prehistoric ferns grow from bathtub planters.

When we first broke into that forbidden box in the other dimension, we knew we had discovered something as surprising and powerful as the New World when Columbus came stumbling onto it.

When Shakespeare was writing, he wasn't writing for stuff to lie on the page; it was supposed to get up and move around.