Too much truth confuses the facts. Too much honesty makes you sound insincere.

If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you're lucky.

With his eyes and those hands there won't be a woman safe in all the world when he starts hunting after the ladies.' 'Courting, dear,' my father corrected gently. 'Semantics,' she shrugged.

Stories only happen to people who can tell them.

The boy grows upward, but the girl grows up.

I want a magical horse that fits in my pocket," Wil said. "And a ring of red amber that gives me power over demons. And an endless supply of cake.

You can't write good characters if you can't imagine what it's like being in another person's skin. And if you can imagine that, you naturally want other people's lives to be better. You want to make that happen.