“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.”

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.

Nobody looks like what they really are on the inside. You don’t. I don’t. People are much more complicated than that. It’s true of everybody.

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

Not only are there no happy endings,’ she told him, ‘there aren’t even any endings.

I liked myths. They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories. They were better than that. They just were.

Rule number one: Don’t fuck with librarians.

Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.

An Angel who did not so much fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.

This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it’s done. It’s that easy, and that hard.

Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, Leave no path untaken.

Books were safer than other people anyway.

What power would hell have if those imprisoned here would not be able to dream of heaven?

I would like to see anyone, prophet, king, or God, convince a thousand cats to do the same thing at the same time.

You don’t get explanations in real life. You just get moments that are absolutely, utterly, inexplicably odd.

Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.

We don’t have to do everything, that we can’t do everything, that what I can’t do is someone else’s gift and responsibility. My limitations make space for the gifts of other people

Negativity is a trait, not someone’s identity.

Sometimes I wonder. Do we know anyone truly? Like for REAL?

Nothing in the world can bother you as much as your own mind.

When the fear of staying the same outweighs the fear of change, that is when we change

Love’s very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.

You never display your character more clearly than when you speak about the character of others.

The only way to predict the future is to have power to shape the future.