Money is like fire. It is only good when there's just the right amount of it, when it's properly contained and under your control.

A boomerang returns back to the person who throws it.

Stick around long enough to be someone's friend. Because true friendship, once recognized, in its essence is effortless.

What we need in fantasy is the sudden balm of clarity - a temporary reprieve from life's white noise and clamor of pain, a kind of time-out. Such clarity, a new perspective, is made possible by fantastic metaphor.

Withhold a smile only when the smile can hurt someone. Otherwise, let it bloom forth in a riot.

True balm [of fantasy] takes away the painful irritation of life and simply heals, allowing one to begin anew. And that is what fantasy can do for us.

Even for the people who are color-blind to any degree, I believe their experience would also be affected [ in Lords of Rainbow ] if everyone else too only perceived the world in colorless monochrome.