Envy Nobody. It Is The True Secret

And What Good Is It To Me That You're Here Now? Where Where You Twenty Years Ago, Ten Years Ago? How Dare You, How Dare You Come To Me Now, When I Am This?

There Are No Happy Endings, Because Nothing Ends.

The Magician Was Studying Her Face With His Green Eyes. "your Face Is Wet," He Said Worriedly. "i Hope That's Spray. If You've Become Human Enough To Cry, Then No Magic In The World — Oh, It Must Be Spray. Come With Me. It Had Better Be Spray.

...because In A Way It Happened To Someone Else. I Don't Really Speak That Person's Language Anymore, And When I Think About Her, She Embarrasses Me Sometimes, But I Don't Want To Forget Her, I Don't Want To Pretend She Never Existed. So Before I Start Forgetting, I Have To Get Down Exactly Who She Was, And Exactly How She Felt About Everything. She Was Me A Lot Longer Than I've Been Me So Far.

What Is Plucked Will Grow Again, What Is Slain Lives On, What Is Stolen Will Remain-- What Is Gone Is Gone.