We Call Them Faerie. We Don't Believe

There Are People Who Take The Heart Out Of You, And There Are People Who Put It Back.

I've Always Believed The Lies We Use To Make Our Fictions Reveal The Truth With Far More Honesty Than Any History Or Herstory Or Life Story.

Look Inside Yourself For The Answers - You're The Only One Who Knows What's Best For You. Everybody Else Is Only Guessing.

We're All Made Of Stories. When They Finally Put Us Underground, The Stories Are What Will Go On. Not Forever, Perhaps, But For A Time. It's A Kind Of Immortality, I Suppose, Bounded By Limits, It's True, But Then So's Everything.

Without Mysteries, Life Would Be Very Dull Indeed. What Would Be Left To Strive For If Everything Were Known?