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It was so simple that she could have wept. The mystery was only what you brought to him.
Greenmantle (1988)
I don't care what they might think of me; but I don't want lies about my life used to invalidate the stories. My characters seem real because they are drawn from the realities of my life.
Memory and Dream (1994)
Everybody makes the same mistake. Fortune-telling doesn’t reveal the future; it mirrors the present. It resonates against what your subconscious already knows and hauls it up out of the darkness so that you can get a good look at it.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)
The problem with children is that you have to put up with their parents.
The Ultimate Guide to Celebrating Kids : K-6th Grade School (2005)
Do you know what fear stands for? Fuck Everything And Run.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)
I was going through the motions of life, instead of really living, and there’s no excuse for that. It’s not something I’ll let happen to me again.
There is no power in the world, not that of any religion’s god or mystery, that can change people from being what they are. The world’s history – what little we have recorded of it – proves that beyond a doubt.
Greenmantle (1988)
I know that feeling all too well, but I broke the only pair of rose-colored glasses I had the chance to own a long time ago.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)
They’d met three years ago at a record launch party when Hilary had made a pass at her. Once they got past the fact that Zoe preferred men and wasn’t planning on changing that preference, they discovered that they had far too much in common not to be good friends.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)
“I don’t care what he told you. He’s an asshole, plain and simple.”
“Well, then how’d you get to know him?”
“Even assholes come in handy sometimes. You ever try to take a shit through your nose?”
Greenmantle (1988)
In one form or another, it was one of the first implements created by ancient people to give voice to the mysteries that words cannot encompass, but that they had a need to express; only the drum was older.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)
You can talk all you want about consensual reality, Jilly, but that doesn’t change the fact that some things are real and some things aren’t. There’s a line drawn between the two that separates reality from fantasy.
The Ivory and the Horn (1995)
But music has its own enchantment and the first few notes of an old tune are all that it requires to transform any site into a place of magic, even if that location is no more than a windowless office cubicle in the old Firehall’s basement.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)
It’s the questions we ask, the journey we take to get to where we are going that’s more important than the actual answer. It’s good to have mysteries. It reminds us that there’s more to the world than just making do and having a bit of fun.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)
Jilly always says the family we choose for ourselves is more important than the one we were born into; that people have to earn our respect and trust, not have it handed to them simply because of genetics.
It’s not that I don’t have convictions, or that I won’t defend them. I save my battles for things that have meaning instead of tilting at every mild irritation that comes my way. You can fritter away your whole life with those kinds of windmills.
See, when you get down to the basics of it, everything’s just molecules vibrating. Which is what music is, what sound is—vibrations in the air. So we’re all part of that music and the worthier it is, the more voices we can add to it, the better off we all are.
They stood and listened, arms around each other for comfort, as the sound washed over them. It reverberated in the marrow of their bones, sung high and sweet, heartbreakingly mournful, quick as a jig, slow as the saddest air. Their hearts swelled with its beauty, its mystery. With all it revealed, and all that it hid.
The Little Country (1991)
But this was different. He could sense something here, within the circle cast by the light of the fire. A presence.
Presences...
Into the Green (1993)
Blasting out of the stores speakers was the new Beastie Boys album. It sounded like a cross between heavy metal and bad rap and was about as appealing as being hit by a car. You couldn’t deny its energy, though.
Dreams Underfoot (1993)