Wizards don't all look alike.

Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation.

Tis the gift to be gentle, ’tis the gift to be fair, ’Tis the gift to wake and breathe the morning air, To walk every day in the path that we choose, Is the gift that we pray we will never never lose.

It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it.

Some people will tell you werewolves can only shapechange under a full moon, but people also say there's no such things as ghosts.

She tried to imagine what Charles would do if another man came up to him and said, "You bring me joy.

It is the way of mortals. They fling themselves at life and emerge broken.