Nothing's real unless you want it to be, and anything can be real if you want it to enough; so real doesn't really mean anything.

If you try to make your circle closed and exclusively yours, it never grows very much. Only a circle that has lots of room for anybody who needs it has enough spare space to hold any real magic.

Nothing's real unless you want it to be, and anything can be real if you want it to enough; so real doesn't really mean anything.

We all invite our own devils, and we must exorcise our own.

Eleven would have been the best time. Eleven is just about the best age for almost everything.

Imagination is a great thing in long dull hours, but it's a real curse in a dark alley.

Belief in mysteries, any manner of mysteries, is the only lasting luxury in life.