“Within a few moments the last of day became the first of night, a magic as peculiar and welcome as any other.”

“She became for me an island of light, fun, wisdom where I could run with my discoveries and torments and hopes at any time of day and find welcome.”

“Magic lies in between things, between the day and the night, between yellow and blue, between any two things.”

“Magic of the nights is always much impressive than the magic of the days! ~”

“The afternoon slipped away while we talked -- she talked brightly when any subject came up that interested her -- and it was the last hour of day -- that grave, still hour when the movement of life seems to droop and falter for a few precious minutes -- that brought us the thing I had dreaded silently since my first night in the house.”

“What is today? She'd lost track over the last few days.Pixii shrugged. First day after firing the kiln.”