Celia endeavors to be as helpful as she can, which consists mainly of fetching cups of tea and finding new and creative ways to assure people everything will be fine.
The past stays on you the way powdered sugar stays on your fingers.
Magic is secreand secrets are magic...
Striving for uniqueness in a world of sameness.
Names are not of nearly as much import as people like to suppose.
When she is unable to avoid the matter further, she makes a pot of tea.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. – OSCAR WILDE, 1888.
During the hours spent watching the sheep as they wander aimlessly around their fields, he even wishes that someone would come and take him away, but wishes on sheep appear to work no better than wishes on stars.
I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do.
Memories begin to creep forward from hidden corners of your mind. Passing disappointments. Lost chances and lost causes. Heartbreaks and pain and desolate, horrible loneliness. Sorrows you thought long forgotten mingle with still-fresh wounds.
Most maidens are perfectly capable of rescuing themselves in my experience, at least the ones worth something, in any case.
People see what they wish to see. And in most cases, what they are told that they see.
I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.
It is likely to make us think we are not caged. We cannot feel the bars unless we push against them.
This is not magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and note it.
You believe you could not live with the pain. Such pain is not lived with. It is only endured. I am sorry.
I think looking forward will be better than looking back.
I couldn’t tell the difference between what was real and what I wanted to be real.
You don’t have to be a chef or even a particularly good cook to experience proper kitchen alchemy: the moment when ingredients combine to form something more delectable than the sum of their parts.
Life takes us to unexpected places sometimes. The future is never set in stone, remember that.