Cycling, cycling forever bear, wolf, caribou. When had it all started, where will it end? We are all part of one, from such simple beginnings and yet all so different. Yet one. One and again.

I am ashamed of anyone who has eyes and still can't see.

Flutter like a hummingbird, Dive like an eagle, Ain't no bird that's my equal. - Twilight

A legend, Kludd, is a story that you begin to feel in your gizzard and then over time it becomes true in your heart. And perhaps makes you become a better owl.

Whether you are a twelve-year-old princess or a twelve-year-old regular kid, you need to know you are loved and respected.

Legends were not only for the desperate. Legends were for the brave. (Soren)

A spark can become a flame, a flame a fire.

One creature's truth is another's lie. (Scroom of Strix Struma)

To find one's special quality One must lead a life of deep humility. To serve in this way Never question but obey Is the blessing of St Aggie's charity. - The owls of St. Aegolius

Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. 'Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK!

Dreams weigh nothing. - Marie Antoinette

For me, I am driven by two main philosophies: know more today about the world than I knew yesterday and lessen the suffering of others. You'd be surprised how far that gets you.

By the end of the war, I could pick out Jewish people almost as if I had a sixth sense about it, even if they had blue eyes and blond hair. I would have been a very valuable Gestapo person.

I suppose that one’s years spent living do not reflect a measure of our souls or strength of character.

Where did you come from baby dear? Out of the Everywhere into here.

I write books that way - I put a first line down and say, "Where does this go?"

My music came up from the soil of North Carolina.

Anybody who'd expend energy preventing people from hearing music seems not to understand the basic principal of making music in the first place. It's so antithetical to being a musician.

Art when inspired with love leads to higher realms, and that art will open for you the inner life.

The tongue has the power of life and death.

Ay me! for aught that ever I could read, could ever hear by tale or history, the course of true love never did run smooth.