Might does not make right! Right makes right!

Kay was older and bigger than the Wart, so that he was bound to win in the end, but he was more nervous and imaginative. He could imagine the effect of each blow that was aimed at him, and this weakened his defense. Wart was only an infuriated hurricane.

You run a grave risk, my boy," said the magician, "of being turned into a piece of bread, and toasted.

You could not give up a human heart as you could give up drinking. The drink was yours, and you could give it up: but your lover’s soul was not your own: it was not at your disposal; you had a duty towards it.

The fate of this man or that man was less than a drop, although it was a sparkling one, in the great blue motion of the sunlit sea.

Perhaps he does not want to be friends with you until he knows what you are like. With owls, it is never easy-come-easy-go.

Were they, for some purpose almost too cunning for belief, only disguised as themselves?