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Women hold their councils of war in kitchens: the knives are there, and the cups of coffee, and the towels to dry the tears.

He went into a dark tower of truth for you. Do you have the courage to give him your own name?

Content, it dreams awake, and spins the fabric of tales. There is really nothing to be done with such imagery except to use it: in writing, in art.

How strange to be in a dream one moment and in the world the next, and to know the difference in the blink of an eye.

Men see what they are most afraid of.

What? It was a good word. Like a rock in a river, sticking up to let you land on it, so you could make your way across the flow.

Shall I add a man to my collection?

The tutor's eyelids drooped; his thoughts drained out of his face like water seeping into earth.

It's so hard to think in winter. The world seems confined in the space of your heart; you can't see beyond yourself.

There are no simple words. I don't know why I thought I could hide anything behind language.

No song, no peace, no poetry, no end of days, and no forgetting.

Something - a flick of color, the faint beat of the earth under my feet, or maybe my name in someone's thoughts - made me lift my eyes.

Sorry, he said penitently. It's a book. I have no common sense around them.

When you put your hands and mind and heart into the knowing of a thing ... there is no room in you for fear.

All I wanted, even when I hated you most, was some poor, barren, parched excuse to love you. But you only gave me riddles.

Words, he decided, were inadequate at best, impossible at worst. They meant too many things. Or they meant nothing at all.

I don't teach lies, but I do not teach all I know is true.

It was no warning, no judgment, simply her name, and she could have wept at the recognition of it.

Explain to me again," he begged," why we are here."

She had told him once before; it had been like listening to a vivid, improbable dream.

Love and anger are like land and sea: They meet at many different places.

That's the beginning of magic. Let your imagination run and follow it.

He had no place in the world, he said once, therefore he could go everywhere.

He closed his grade book and asked hopefully, "What inspired you? Was it Hawthorne?"
I stared at him. He had to be kidding.

The giant Grof was hit in one eye by a stone, and that eye turned inward so that it looked into his mind, and he died of what he saw there. -Cyrin

He finally took his harp out of the cobwebs, walked out the door, and admitted who he was: the Unforgiven.

Then you will have to trust me. Beyond logic, beyond reason, beyond hope, trust me.

Epics are never written about libraries. They exist on whim; it depends on if the conquering army likes to read.

Imagination is the golden-eyed monster that never sleeps. It must be fed; it cannot be ignored.

The man was hit in one eye by a stone, and that eye turned inward so that it looked into his mind, and he died of what he saw there

Morgan," he whispered, "I wish you had not been someone I loved so.

The odd thing about people who had many books was how they always wanted more.

If you speak of this I will tear out your voice and top it down the nearest drain

That once were urgent and necessary for an orderly world and now were buried away, gathering dust and of no use to anyone.

Peace, tremulous, unexpected, sent a taproot out of nowhere into Morgan's heart.