Hmm, " she said. "'Curiouser and curiouser, ' to quote Alice.

She was tasked with guarding the doorway to the Otherworld, keeping the balance of nature (as much as anyone could in these modern times), and occasionally, helping a worthy seeker.

Is he evil?" the dog asked, an eager gleam in his wide brown eyes. "If he's evil, I'd be happy to eat him for you.

A Baba Yaga never breaks a promise. Legs, yes. Hearts, occasionally. But never a promise.

You're the Baba Yaga?" He gazed at her in disbelief. "But the Baba Yaga is an ugly old crone, and you're, you're... not!

Something tells me this isn't going to end well for everyone involved. Someone may get turned into a frog yet." And that was the good news.

Not very smart, " Chudo-Yudo growled. "Stalking a Baba Yaga." He showed a set of sharp white teeth. "Maybe he has a death wish. I could help with that You want me to eat him?

We are the children of gods and angels.

We are the Masters of each moment.

I am a great success, not because of what I have, but because, through service, I found enduring happiness.

There is nothing so patient, in this world or any other, as a virus searching for a host.

In a world of dumb terminals and telephones, networks had to be smart. But in a world of smart terminals, networks have to be dumb.

To write an album takes so much focus and selfish time, to just write and think about your life. For me. Maybe not for other people.

You know these love letters mix with whisky, just don't light a match when you kiss me.

You do ill if you praise, but worse if you censure, what you do not understand.

The edge of the sea is a strange and beautiful place.