Who has more pockets than a magician? A boy. Whose pockets contain *more* than a magicians? A boy's.

Let the world burn through you. Throw the prism light, white hot, on paper.

Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity.

Love is the answer to everything. It's the only reason to do anything.

If you dream the proper dreams, and share the myths with people, they will want to grow up to be like you.

His flesh took paleness from his bones.

Digression is the soul of wit.