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

The magician stood erect, menacing the attackers with demons, metamorphoses, paralyzing ailments, and secret judo holds. Molly picked up a rock.

...no cat out of its first fur can ever be deceived by appearances. Unlike human beings, who enjoy them.

There are no happy endings, because nothing ends.

The tune was wailing and mournful, almost flagrantly so, and the total effect was of a heartbroken piccolo being parted forever from its bagpipe lover.

What use is magic if it can't save a unicorn?

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