There was something familiar but strange about her - Snow White with a suntan. Cinderella in biker boots. Tough and delicate and magical and real all at once.

And they lived ever after, whether they were happy about it or not.

Her lips were frosted with sugar and faeriedust.

To the turtle, the concept of "loneliness" is incomprehensible. She always has been alone, and any other social state is unthinkable.

Reason obeys itself

Character is the real you-“the you in you that makes you the you, you are”. “the hidden man of the heart” (1Peter 3:4).

There are very few people on top of life, and the rest of us don't like them very much.

Its a matter of principle. If Jews born in Brooklyn have a right to a state in Palestine then Palestinians born in Jerusalem have a right to a state in Palestine.

We always carry out by committee anything in which any one of us alone would be too reasonable to persist.

I'm a politician. I believe that we can change any rule.

Things are no longer what they seem to be. My telephones are haunted, and animals whisper at me from unseen places.

To tell you my thoughts is to locate myself in a category. To tell you about my feelings is to tell you about me.

The lives of Zoroaster, Jesus and Mohammed, as I have understood them, have illumined many a passage in the Gita.