He knew something of sorrow, remembered joy, and devoutly hoped — as much as he consciously hoped for anything other than proper allotments of sunshi… - Peter S. Beagle

she is a story with no ending, happy or sad. She can never belong to anything mortal enough to want her.” Most

You ever want to see real witchcraft, you watch people protecting their comfort, their beliefs.

He knew very well that the great majority of human conversation is meaningless. A man can get through most of his days on stock answers to stock questions, he thought. Once he catches onto the game, he can manage with an assortment of grunts. This would not be so if people listened to each other, but they don't. They know that no one is going to say anything moving and important to them at that very moment. Anything important will be announced in the newspapers and reprinted for those who missed it. No one really wants to know how his neighbor is feeling, but he asks him anyway, because it is polite, and because he knows that his neighbor certainly will not tell him how he feels. What this woman and I say to each other is not important. It is the simple making of sounds that pleases us.