Nothing is hidden, nothing is ever lost, nothing is ever forgotten. That's always been part of my problem.

I went to a house that was not a house. I opened a door that was not a door. And what I saw, I saw.

Nothing is ever really lost. The memories of good friends and good times are always there, never more than a thought away. In a sense, they never really stopped happening. Every moment you ever treasured, every friend you ever valued is still there, separated from us only by time; the past is still happening and always will be. It's only we who have moved on.

The only good hero is the kind who survives to talk about merchandising.

Angel: And what will you do with the world, once it is yours?' N. Hob: 'Punish it, for not loving me.

Though I often run out of courage and good sense, stubbornness keeps me going.

I take it you know my companion?" Oh,yes!" said Savage, his smile disappearing. "We know all about Ruby Journey. Please don't let her kill anyone important. Or set fire to anything." Your reputation precedes you," Random said dryly to Ruby.