Kiss a lover, Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure. Face your life, It's pain, It's pleasure, Leave no path untaken.

For love is no part of the dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.

You get what anybody gets - you get a lifetime.

Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, leave no path untaken.

You've a good heart. Sometimes that's enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it's not.

I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.

Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.

Because,' she said, 'when you're scared but you still do it anyway, that's brave.

If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.

Go and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here.

Words save our lives, sometimes.

Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.

Everybody going to be dead one day, just give them time.

The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies.

Hell may have all the best composers, but heaven has all the best choreographers.

There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of un-hatched chicks.

He was painfully shy, which, as is often the manner of the painfully shy, he overcompensated for by being too loud at the wrong times.

So many things to see, people to do.

You have a very open relationship with your fans.""Yes. We have an open relationship. Obviously they can see other authors if they want, and I can see other readers.

What a refreshing mind you have, young man. There really is nothing quite like total ignorance, is there?

It is a fool's prerogative to utter truths that no one else will speak.

If you only write when inspired, you may be a fairly decent poet, but you'll never be a novelist.

Know that diamonds and roses are as uncomfortable when they tumble from one's lips as toads and frogs: colder, too, and sharper, and they cut.

The best way to show people true things is from a direction that they had not imagined the truth coming.

It's harder to pick and choose when you're dead. It's like a photograph, you know. It doesn't matter as much.

Do not take revenge in the heat of the moment.

Talk is free but the wise man chooses when to spend his words.

I fell for her like a suicide from a bridge.

I really don't know what "I love you" means.I think it means "Don't leave me here alone.

I watch with envious eyes and mind, the single-souled who dare not feelThe wind that blows beyond the moon, who do not hear the fairy reel

You lived what anybody gets, Bernie. You got a lifetime. No more. No less.

For some folks death is release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them.

Rebirth always follows death.

She's realized the real problem with stories -- if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death.

Call no man happy, said Shadow, until he is dead

I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear.Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.

Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you mourning?""A point of view.

If you want to call it that. But it is a very specific sort of magic. There's a magic you take from death. Something leaves the world, something else comes into it.

Charitably... I think... sometimes, perhaps, one must change or die. And, in the end, there were, perhaps, limits to how much he could let himself change.

I was not happy as a child, although from time to time I was content. I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else

But then it occured to him that any progress he had made on his quest so far he had made by accepting the help that had been offered to him.

I am hope.

There's always hope. Sometimes it's the last thing left.

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly.

There are people who think that things that happen in fiction do not really happen. These people are wrong.

And life is a good thing for a writer. It's where we get our raw material, for a start. We quite like to stop and watch it.

He wondered reflectively what would happen if you asked a nun where the Gents was. Probably the Pope sent you a sharp note or something.

Stories may well be lies, but they are good lies that say true things, and which can sometimes pay the rent.

Tomorrow may be hell, but today was a good writing day, and on the good writing days nothing else matters.

Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it's always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.

This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It's that easy, and that hard.

M is for magic. All the letters are, if you put them together properly. You can make magic with them, and dreams, and, I hope, even a few surprises...

Set your fantasies in the here and now and then, if challenged, claim to be writing Magical Realism.

On the whole, stories don't write themselves.

All writers have this vague hope that the elves will come in the night and finish any stories.

So write your story as it needs to be written. Write it honestly, and tell it as best you can. I'm not sure that there are any other rules. Not ones that matter.

I'm writing. The pages are starting to stack up. My morale is improving the more I feel like a writer.

Nearly' only counts in horseshoes and hand-grenades.

The future came and went in the mildly discouraging way that futures do.

She said we all not only could know everything. We do. We just tell ourselves we don't to make it all bearable.

I don't know much more than I did when I was alive. Most of the stuff I know now that I didn't know then I can't put into words.