I don't love you, Lena. Do you hear me? I never love you.

How is it possible, I think, to change so much and not be able to change anything at all?

That's the thing about faith. It works.

like I am Alice in the Wonderland and have gotten too big for the room.

The most dangerous sicknesses are those that make us believe we are well

The alchemist was dazed and dumbfounded, as the true meaning of the magic was revealed: *The dead will rise from glade to glen and ancient will be young again*. The dead had, after all, risen. From dead and dry things there was growth, and new life everywhere. And the endlessly long winter had at last turned to spring. From life to death and back again to life. It was indeed the greatest magic in the world.

And it's the funniest thing: as soon as I see it, the whistling in my ears stops and the feeling of terror drains away, and I realize this whole time I haven't been falling at all. I've been floating.