If we nourish imagination, we nourish everything else.

He [the cat] liked to peep into the refrigerator and risk having his head shut in by the closing door. He also climbed to the top of the stove, discontinuing the practice after he singed his tail.

If a storyteller worried about the facts - my dear Lucian, how could he ever get at the truth?

That is why your sacrifice was all the more difficult. You chose to be a hero not through enchantment but through your own manhood.

King Constantine IX of Regia had been killed three times and was bored with it. He wanted a bath.

Go back' Taran shouted at the top of his voice.'Have you lost your wits?' Eilonwy, for it was she, half-halted. She had tucked her plaited hair under a leather helmet. The Princess of Llyr smiled cheerfully at him. 'I understand you're upset,' she shouted back, 'but that's no cause to be rude.' She galloped on. For a time, Taran could not believe he had really seen her.

Are you slow-witted? I'm so sorry for you. It's terrible to be dull and stupid.