Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.

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.

I want to touch the heart of the world and make it smile.

It's good to have mysteries. It reminds us that there's more to the world than just making do and having a bit of fun.

Often the magical elements in my books are standing in for elements of the real world, the small and magical-in-their-own-right sorts of things that we take for granted and no longer pay attention to, like the bonds of friendship that entwine our own lives with those of other people and places.

One expected growth, change; without it, the world was less, the well of inspiration dried up, the muses fled.