Time had changed the magical to mundane

Hahnji, mister, you must be patient. Before you can name that corner, our future must become past.

You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair.

Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.

The Law is a grim, unsmiling thing. Not Justice, though. Justice is witty and whimsical and kind and caring.

How can time be long or short? Time is without length or breadth. The question is, what happened during its passing. And what happened is, our lives have been joined together.

...the face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying.