I walked a long way that night, thinking many philosophic thoughts which, fortunately, I don’t remember. - Peter S. Beagle

How's the Angel of Death supposed to do his job with clipped wings?

"He felt as if he had told a joke and they had missed the punchline and were leaning to him, wating for the kicker, the all-illuminating kicker that is found only in jokes; or as if someone had asked, "How you doing?" and the spring-and-strap arrangement in him had rusted and broken and he would never again be able to answer perfunctory questions the way other people did."

Real magic can never be made by offering up someone else’s liver. You must tear out your own, and not expect to get it back. The true witches know that.” A