Once upon a time, man had a love affair with fire.

I don't believe there can be any bad taste in creating a scene, only badwriting in handling it.

Even the most worthless thing in the world can be beautiful, it just takes the right touch

We all start out knowing magic. We are born with whirlwinds, forest fires, and comets inside us. We are born able to sing to birds and read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But then we get the magic educated right out of our souls.

Yes, there was music after all. The sound of the swamp rose up to him. The sound of frogs and crickets, of birds and 'gators, of life in every puddle and pond and knothole and leaf. I Travel By Night

Maybe crazy is what they call anybody who's got magic in them after they're no longer a child.

After years of having a dog, you know him. You know the meaning of his snuffs and grunts and barks. Every twitch of the ears is a question or statement, every wag of the tail is an exclamation.