Wisdom never learned silence, and it is most annoying when least wanted.

Then you will have to trust me. Beyond logic, beyond reason, beyond hope, trust me.

...that once were urgent and necessary for an orderly world and now were buried away, gathering dust and of no use to anyone.

Love is an obsolete emotion, ranking in usefulness somewhere between earwigs and toe mold.

Peace, tremulous, unexpected, sent a taproot out of nowhere into Morgan's heart.

At its best, fantasy rewards the reader with a sense of wonder about what lies within the heart of the commonplace world. The greatest tales are told over and over, in many ways, through centuries. Fantasy changes with the changing times, and yet it is still the oldest kind of tale in the world, for it began once upon a time, and we haven't heard the end of it yet.

Research the imagination. It was as obsolete as the appendix in most adults, except for those in whom, like the appendix, it became inflamed for no reason.