And some looked even more like each other than they did like themselves.

The Mathemagician nodded knowingly and stroked his chin several times. “You’ll find,” he remarked gently, “that the only thing you can do easily is be wrong, and that’s hardly worth the effort.

Perhaps someday you can have one city as easy to see as Illusions and as hard to forget as Reality.

For instance," said the boy again, "if Christmas trees were people and people were Christmas trees, we'd all be chopped down, put up in the living room, and covered in tinsel, while the trees opened our presents." "What does that have to do with it?" asked Milo. "Nothing at all," he answered, "but it's an interesting possibility, don't you think?

You can swim all day in the Sea of Knowledge and not get wet.

He paused again as a tear of longing rolled from cheek to lip with the sweet-salty taste of an old memory.

Expect everything so that nothing comes unexpected.