“Or is it just that the world upwraps itself to you, again and again, as soon as you're ready to see it anew?”

“The world unwraps itself to you, again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew.”

“Was it an accident that I saw Fiyero, I wondered, looking at the manager with new eyes, or is it just that world unwraps itself to you again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew?”

“Books fall open, you fall in. When you climb out again, you're a bit larger than you used to be.”

“The circularity of influence was like a trail of dominoes falling in four dimensions. Each time one slapped another and fell to the ground, from a different vantage point it appeared knocked upright, ready to be slapped and fall again. Everything was not merely relative, it was--how to put it? --relevant. Representational. Revealing. Referential and reverential both.”

“Glinda waved dismissively. Then she tucked her hand against her mouth and bit her knuckles. It was hard to tell if her pretty ways were studied or innate. "Oh, oh," she managed, "I don't know that I'll see you again- and you remind me so of her.”

“Was it an accident I saw that...or is it just that the world unwraps itself to you, again and again, as soon as you are ready to see it anew.”