“Crazier than a bag full of crazy?”

“You didn't just write the play, Bertie," Peaseblossom said suddenly. "You ordered the Players about, shouted, and threw an artistic hissy fit. Do you know what that makes you?" "A temperamental fusspot?" Mustardseed guessed. "Crazier than a bag full of crazy?" Moth said. "Close," Peaseblossom said. "It makes her a Director.”

“I know I'm supposed to be the new Mistress of Revels! But that doesn't mean I have pockets full of muffins!”

“There should be more to love," said the earth, "than 'it did not kill me.' More than 'I survived it.”

“her spine was the crease on a piece of paper, her bones no more than diagonal folds on a bit of origami”

“I have flown and fallen, and I have swum deep and drowned, but there should be more to love than "I survived it.”

“Seek out the company of those who will never ask you to jump," the earth advised.Bertie remembered the rush of feathers as she soared above the audience. "I can catch myself.""Of those whose love will never fill your lungs with water-" the earth argued."But it did not kill me.""there should be more to love," said the earth, "than 'it did not kill me.' More than 'I survived it.”