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A house is a kind of box you put a girl in.
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Be my friend and love me, for the world is terrible lonely and I am sad.
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Coffee is a kind of magic you can drink.
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People are mostly happiest when they think they're just about to get the thing they want most. Before and after, they're all monsters.
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All things built with tax money are beautiful: so we must think or go mad.
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In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you
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I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
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But luck withered by conservative, tired, riskless living can be plumped up again - after all, it was only a bit thirsty for something to do.
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Morality is more dependent on the state of one's stomach than of one's nation.
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In my experience, folk find it nigh on impossible to call a thing what it is.
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The Green Wind frowned into his brambly beard. “All little girls are terrible,” he admitted finally, “but the Marquess, at least, has a very fine hat."
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Endings are rubbish. No such thing. Never has been, never will be. There is only the place where you choose to stop talking. Everything else goes on forever.
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I chose you," he said simply. "All of the fish of me turned toward you at once.
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You can't fix a bad man like a bad staircase.
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You can never know how your clock runs. But it does run - and always faster than you think.
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Flowers are always more serious than they appear.
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She'd thought she left feeling helpless behind long ago - only we never leave helpless behind. It is a country in which we all hold passports.
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Your privilege is comprised of the questions you’ve never had to ask.
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The nearness of him crushed her, like being held by the sun.
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Storytelling can save you. Both the telling and the listening.
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The storm ate up September’s cry of despair, delighted at its mischief, as all storms are.
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Why should I care about you first kiss,' he said. 'You can kiss anyone you like. But sometimes if you wanted to kiss me, that would be all right, too.
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Perhaps memory is a thing that everyone involved has to work at, like stitching up a big quilt out of everything that ever happened to you.
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But even the wisest of men may die, and that is especially true when the wisest of men has a fondness for industrial chemicals.