Quotes from Gregory Maguire

But let me remember what I choose.

Oh, the accident necessary to fiction!

A little bird told me, said the Lion.

Only, sometimes, in the text of a book here and there, we tap the page with a finger and say, "This is what my lost days were like. Something like this.

But so often, before words can rise to the mind to imply the ineffable, the ineffable has effed off.

No wonder Wonderland isn't funny to read anymore: We live there full time. We need a break from it.

There was no apology for the way the world worked. Only accommodation to it, while at the same time committing—somehow—not to give up.

Her voice is hoarse. She's caught a catarrh from that dreadful draft.

The woman is bad-tempered because she's terrified.

Being vulnerable to desolation also arises from being unable to picture a set of choices with which to change your lot in life

Stinging words! You re critical of everyone," observes Iris. "Oh, not everyone," says Clara in an offhand manner. "Only everybody who's alive as well as most people who are dead. I feel quite neutral about anybody not yet born.

Growth and change were viewed as reactions to conditions met

By so giving up, of course, it renews itself- that is the secret

O beautiful, to make escape And leave this world behind. Had I to stay another day I'd lose my fucking mind!

It's more convenient to have a hero waiting in the wings than to endure a blowhard standing in the spotlight.

The cave of Ozma has been discovered, and she is to come back and rule our Oz, and the idiotic Scarecrow can go stuff himself. Hah!Good one: a Scarecrow stuffing himself.

You charming idiot.

Not everyone is born a witch or a saint. Not everyone is born talented, or crooked, or blessed; some are born definite in no particular at all.

That's the beginning of heroism, the decision to try.

Her head had turned away quickly as she stepped down, not to hide her tears but to soften the fact of their absence.

Come what may and hell to pay.

Oh, if necessity is the mother of invention, who is the Father? Fantasy.

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Behind every aspect of the world is another aspect of the world.