What Use Is Magic If It Can't

Only To A Magician Is The World Forever Fluid, Infinitely Mutable And Eternally New. Only He Knows The Secret Of Change, Only He Knows Truly That All Things Are Crouched In Eagerness To Become Something Else, And It Is From This Universal Tension That He Draws His Power.

Real Magic Can Never Be Made By Offering Someone Else's Liver. You Must Tear Out Your Own, And Not Expect To Get It Back.

Avicenna California...museum Of My Twisted Youth, Vault Of My Dearest And Most Disgusting Memories.

The Woman I Loved Died Because I Did Not Love Her Enough - What Greater Sin Is There Than That?" (uncle Chaim And Aunt Fifke And The Angel)

I Have Been Mortal, And Some Part Of Me Is Mortal Yet. I Am Full Of Tears And Hunger And The Fear Of Death, Although I Cannot Weep, And I Want Nothing, And I Cannot Die. I Am Not Like The Others Now, For No Unicorn Was Ever Born Who Could Regret, But I Do. I Regret.