People who used magic without knowing what they were doing usually came to a sticky end. All over the entire room, sometimes.

Knowing how bad you could be is a great encouragement to being good.

Lots of people would be as cowardly as me if they were brave enough.

Because some stories end, but old stories go on, and you gotta dance to the music if you want to stay ahead

It doesn't stop being magic just because you know how it works.

Sometimes the truth is arrived at by adding all the little lies together and deducting them from the totality of what is known.

The sun is simple. A sword is simple. A storm is simple. Behind everything simple is a huge tail of complicated.