“The fifth force was the magic of time, the greatest of all the magics.”

At the heart of every legend there is a grain of truth.

The Elders had nothing but contempt for human emotion; they considered it their biggest weakness. Perenelle knew it was humankind’s greatest strength.

Wikipedia is the best thing ever. Anyone in the world can write anything they want about any subject so you know you are getting the best possible information.

The actions of a single person can change the course of the world and create history.

Magic is really only the utilization of the entire spectrum of the senses.

There are some adventures not worth having.

A boy and a girl, dressed in the T-shirts and denim that are the shabby uniform of this age.

When you’ve lived as long as I have, nothing much surprises you.

People are dying who haven’t had that opportunity to say yes to the Lord.

The best lie is wrapped around a core of truth.

The best lie is wrapped around a core of truth.

Wikipedia is the best thing ever.

Knowledge itself is never dangerous, it is how that knowledge is used that is dangerous.

Wikipedia is the best thing ever.

Knowledge itself is never dangerous, it is how that knowledge is used that is dangerous.

The two that are one, the one that is all!

I have a fierce temper. I’ve mastered it over the years, but when I’m angry, no one can force me to do anything I don’t want to.

Love is not a weak, spineless emotion; it is a powerful moral force on the side of justice.

Punishment is not prevention. History offers cold comfort to those who think grievance and despair can be subdued by force.

Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.

Laughter is the corrective force which prevents us from becoming cranks.

Something in the world forces us to think. This something is an object not of recognition but of a fundamental encounter.

When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it.

The press is like a woman: sublime when it lies, it will not let go until it has forced you to believe it. The public, like a foolish husband, always succumbs.