“Many words have been granted me, and some are wise, and some are false, but only three are holy: "I will it!”

“There are many words and definitions I have never lost. But some I am only just beginning to truly understand.”

“Some things I loved have vanished. A great many others have been given to me”

“Was I insane? Maybe. But then, there were many different kinds of insanity. Aunt Rose had always taken for granted that the whole world was in a state of constantly fluctuating madness, and that a neurosis was not an illness, but a fact of life, like pimples. Some have more, some have less, but only truly abnormal people have none at all. This commonsense philosophy had consoled me many times before, and it did now, too.”

“Some men may be unready for the coming of the genie who grants three wishes.”

“The people who have adored me-- there have not been very many, but there have been some-- have always insisted on living on, long after I had ceased to care for them, or they to care for me.”