What if I fall?', Tim cried. Maerlyn laughed. 'Sooner or later, we all do.

As infants, our first victory comes in grasping some bit of the world, usually our mother's fingers. Later we discover that the world, and the things of the world, are grasping us, and have been all along.

Until that afternoon in October four years ago, I hadn't known dogs could scream.

there are lots of would-be censors out there, and although they may have different agendas, they all want basically the same thing: for you to see the world they see...or to at least shut up about what you do see that's different. they are agents of the status quo. not necessarily bad guys, but dangerous guys if you happen to believe in intellectual freedom.

Your Plan and the stuff that comes out of my asshole bear a suspicious resemblance to each other.

If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone

You are the grim, goal-oriented ones who will not believe that the joy is in the journey rather than the destination no matter how many times it has been proven to you.