Our parts now -- which perforce we must play -- are not father and daughter, but one old Abhorsen, making way for the new. But behind this, there is always my love.

Fear and realisation of ignorance, strong medicines against stupid pride.

Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?

Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was.

The Clayr saw me, the Wallmaker made me, the King quenched me, the Abhorsen wields me so that no Dead shall walk in Life. For this is not their path.

I can see time, " whispered Mogget, so softly that his words were lost.

A breath?" she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed very forward. He might remember it, and make assumptions.

Soldiers are not trained for retire

Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live.

Love increases through righteous restraint and decreases through impulsive indulgence.

The perfection of conversation is not to play a regular sonata, but, like the AEolian harp, to await the inspiration of the passing breeze.

See, decide, attack, reverse.

Love of consciousness evokes the same in response Love of feeling evokes the opposite Love of body depends only on type and polarity.

You have to treat your employees like customers

I live in a loving, abundant, harmonious universe, and I am grateful.

Not every New Year will be new unless we do something new!

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?" Jacob Black New Moon