When a street musician lowered his violin to inquire, 'Hey lovely, what you got there?' she said, 'Musicians who ask questions,' and kept on dragging.

I've always imagined that one day the path of your life would unroll at your feet and carry you away from us. As it should, as it must. But I am glad that day is not today.

"Love is a luxury." "No. Love is an element." An element. Like air to breathe, earth to stand on.

I will do just as you wish,' said no cat ever.

It’s like losing gravity and falling into space – the moment of pitching headlong when the endlessness of space asserts itself and there is no more down, only an eternity of up, and you realize you can fall forever and never run out of stars.

Is that all souls are for? For when we die?" "No. They're for living, too.

Oh, gross. Your stomach is full of butterfly barf!