All Librarians are Secret Masters of Severe Magic. Goes with the territory.

You should always listen to minotaurs. Anybody with four stomachs has to have a firm grip on reality.

All jobs are odd, or they would be games or naps or picnics.

It's a dreadful world with only your own heart to drive you.

But the trick most folk are so awfully fond of learning, the absolute second they've got hold of a heart, is to pretend they don't have one at all. It is the very first danger of the hearted.

you have to have the right sort of stone. Peridot for mothers, girasol for lovers, sapphire for sadness, and garnet for joy.

You can't trust just any old person who comes along with a hundred puffins and a pretty face!

Everyone has their invisible cloak of all things past.

That is the trouble with standing up to people, of course. Once you start doing it, you can hardly stop.

A Bank is but a college of Fiscal Magic.

Music has more rules than math or magic and it's twice as dangerous as both or either.

An organization's proprietary, internal information is constrained only by an understanding that stake-holders will keep organizational matters within the organization.

A winner is a person, who is programmed for victory in advance

You can't ignore history; you can't escape it even if you want to. You might as well know where you come from, and you might as well know that everything has been done in some shape or form.

A budget must be more than a ledger sheet. It should have a heart and serve as a blueprint for a better quality of life for all residents.

I learned that people like my work because I praise things that others don't like.

Being alone means there is no one else in this world

A lot of these gadgets and pieces of technology we use become almost like friends to us, and we expect our friends to have voices.

It's only by being obstinate that anything is got, or done.

Woe to the makers of literal translations, who by rendering every word weaken the meaning! It is indeed by so doing that we can say the letter kills and the spirit gives life.

The thinker dies, but his thoughts are beyond the reach of destruction. Men are mortal; but ideas are immortal.