Do you promise to hate my parents as much as I do?" "Oh, absolutely," Quentin said. "Maybe even more.

Magic: it was what happened when the mind met the world, and the mind won for a change.

I'm a fantasy writer. I don't do SF. This is important to me. If you're not clear on what genre you're in, everything gets muddled, and it's hard to know which rules you're breaking.

I used to write in a local coffee shop, but there was another guy, another writer, who kept sitting in my favorite seat. I would show up, and he would be there, and I would get exiled to a couch or something, and it would throw me off my game.

It didn’t matter where you were, if you were in a room full of books you were at least halfway home.

It's a terrible thing for a book, when you feel like you're supposed to like it.

Most people are blind to magic. They move thru a blank and empty world. They’re bored with their lives and there’s nothing they can do about it. They’re eaten alive by longing and they’re dead before they die.