Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid of anything. Whatever you have been, you are mine now. I can hold you.

The woman I loved died because I did not love her enough - what greater sin is there than that?" (Uncle Chaim and Aunt Fifke and the Angel)

Beyond the town, darker than dark, King Haggard's castle teetered like a lunatic on stilts.

He is a great enough magician to tap our most common nightmares, daydreams and twilight fancies, but he never invented them either: he found them a place to live, a green alternative to each day's madness here in a poisoned world. We are raised to honor all the wrong explorers and discoverers - thieves planting flags, murderers carrying crosses. Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams.

We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream.

I am infected with life and will die of it in time.

They know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last - these people who know that nothing lasts.