Wisdom Is Finding Joy In

I Know How To Live Here, I Know How Everything Smells, And Tastes, And Is. What Could I Ever Search For In The World, Except This Again?

Great Heroes Need Great Sorrows And Burdens, Or Half Their Greatness Goes Unnoticed. It Is All Part Of The Fairy Tale.

Who Has Choices Need Not Choose. We Must, Who Have None. We Can Love But What We Lose-- What Is Gone Is Gone.

What Use Is Magic If It Can't Save A Unicorn?

I Am Afraid! It Is Not Starving I Fear, Or Talking To People, Or Even Being Alone. But I Cannot Bear To Be Useless And Ineffectual. There Must Be Some Meaning To Me, If Not To My Life; There Must Surely Be Some Purpose That Has My Name Written On It. If This Is Not So, If I Am Deceiving Myself About This Too, Then Why Should I Want To Become Real? What Reason Have I To Live Anywhere?