I write in the mornings, in the bright daylight. But I get most of my good ideas after the sun has gone down and the dark is on the land.

Just remember that Dumbo didn't need the feather; the magic was in him.

Don't look back, never look back. How often do people tell themselves that after an experience that is exceptionally good (or exceptionally bad?)? Often, I suppose. And the advice usually goes unheeded. Humans were built to look back; that's why we have tat swivel joint in our necks.

I dreamed of you. I dreamed you were wandering in the dark, and so was I. We found each other. We found each other in the dark.

Roland had taught him that self-deception was nothing but pride in disguise, an indulgence to be denied.

Some things were better lost than found.

Just the act of cooking made her feel better, because cooking was life.