I've always liked the moonless night best. It's easier to say things in the dark. It's easier to be yourself.

You still think I've gone cracked in the head," Ben said, amused. "Listen, if tomorrow we pulled into Biren and someone told you there were shamble-men in the woods, would you believe them?" My father shook his head. "What if two people told you?" Another shake. Ben leaned forward on his stump. "What if a dozen people told you, with perfect earnestness, that shamble-men were out in the fields, eating-" "Of course I wouldn't believe them," my father said, irritated. "It's ridiculous." "Of course it is," Ben agreed, raising a finger. "But the real question is this: Would you go into the woods?

A tree doesn't make a thunderstorm, but any fool knows where lightning's going to strike.

...it is better to have a mouthful of poison than a secret of the heart.

Music sounds different to the one who plays it. It is the musician's curse.

It's hard for me to take myself too seriously when I'm constantly experiencing firsthand what an incredible gimp I can be.

When you love something, you have to make sure it loves you back, or you'll bring about no end of trouble chasing it.