“I went away in my head, into a book. That was where I went whenever real life was too hard or too inflexible.”

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

It’s not hard to own something. Or everything. You just have to know that it’s yours, and then be willing to let it go.

We often confuse what we wish for with what is.

I can believe things that are true and things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they’re true or not.

Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.

Google can bring you back 100,000 answers. A librarian can bring you back the right one.

I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.

All your questions can be answered if that is what you want. But once you learn your answers, you can never unlearn them.

If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.

Anyone who believes what a cat tells him deserves all he gets.

But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?

I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled.

Books make great gifts because they have whole worlds inside of them. And it’s much cheaper to buy somebody a book than it is to buy them the whole world!

Adventures are all very well in their place, but there’s a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.

I don’t want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted just like that, and it didn’t mean anything? What then?

I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.

You must prepare for life, and whatever it will throw at you.

You are the life you accept for yourself.

Sometimes, we are so attached to our way of life that we turn down wonderful opportunities simply because we don’t know what to do with it.

AI animation is, “is an insult to life itself.

The years teach much the days never know.

Life can either be accepted or changed. If it is not accepted, it must be changed. If it cannot be changed, then it must be accepted.

Only the present moment contains life.

Necessity is the mother of invention.