But I really would love to give her a very special gift. I was hoping if I did, she might give me a kiss in return, instead of the brotherly hugs I always get instead.

[Lily] "Petunia's hair is too curly to braid," She said conversationally. Oliver wasn't sure why, but that was what finally made him blush.

And the prince who had once been a bear pulled close the girl who had once had no name, and kissed her.

Love you always, miss you always... running day and night, leaving the place of sun and moon, of ice and snow. Never look back, never forget.

Never look back, never forget.

You're very short, aren't you?" She smirked at Petunia. "And you've got a nose like a stoat," Petunia replied. "But at least I can always have my gowns altered.

No need, no, need. Life is already too short to find it.

Galen!" The crown princess flung herself into her husband's arms with a glad cry. The other princesses shrieked and threw themselves at their brother-in-law only a moment later.

And then what did you do, Lord Oliver?" Karl's eight-year-old daughter gazed up at him in awe, as though this were the best story she had ever heard.

Both princesses immediately looked wary, exchanging glances. "Warn us of what?" Petunia asked. She studied him with those blue, blue eyes and Oliver wondered all over again what he was doing here.

I've faced worse than a dressmaker who breaths fire.

It is in your hands to make life miserable or happy. No religion, spiritual leaders or knowledge will ever make you fully satisfied.

I won’t let you have it. I won’t give you this moment. I won’t let you fill up this valuable organ...I own it. I won’t do it. I can’t think, I won’t think about it.

Your inner light is your inner power.

It's been my Buckingham Palace, my White House, my Taj Mahal, so coming here today as a real member is - well, it's a big deal.

The Church being what she is cannot have the instincts of a gentleman.

Teaching Ramanujan was like writing on a blackboard covered with excerpts from a more interesting lecture.

When we try to observe things that are very small, the act of observation itself will significantly disturb the state we are seeking to measure.

My sisters and I miss our dad dreadfully. But grief, of course, is the price of love.

The Holy Spirit truly transforms us. With our cooperation, he also wants to transform the world we live in.

You know I'm getting a little tired of waiting for you to catch on.