... we chase after ghosts and spirits and are left holding only memories and dreams. It's not that we want what we… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
There were two forests for every one you entered. There was the one you walked in, the physical echo, and then there… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter. — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
The old gods and their magics did not dwindle away into murky memories of brownies and little fairies more at home in… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
I finally figured out that I’m solitary by nature, but at the same time I know so many people; so many people… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
I envy the music lovers hear. I see them walking hand in hand, standing close to each other in a queue at… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
The family we choose for ourselves is more important than the one we were born into; that people have to earn our respect and… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
Every time you do a good deed you shine the light a little farther into the dark. And the thing is, when you're gone… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
The road leading to a goal does not separate you from the destination; it is essentially a part of it. — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
“Maybe she couldn’t go. Maybe she wanted him to stay. But she knew enough not to try to hold him back if he had… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
The magic in this world seems to work in whispers and small kindnesses. — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
You can take the woman outta the trash, but you can't take the trash out a the woman. — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
“You hear this kind of thing, rednecks and their guys and--" "Don't call them that," I say. "They're just assholes. Most people you run… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
Fortune-telling doesn't reveal the future; it mirrors the present. It resonates against what your subconscious already knows and hauls it up out of the… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
When you're touched by magic, nothing's ever quite the same again. What really makes me sad is all those people who never have the… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
There are few joys to compare with the telling of a well-told tale. — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
How hard would it be to ask children what they see in their heads? How big should the house be in comparison to the… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
... we chase after ghosts and spirits and are left holding only memories and dreams. It's not that we want what we can't have;… — Charles de Lint Copy Share Image
