If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone

The exhilaration was hard to explain. It was a lonely feeling — a somehow melancholy feeling. He was outside; he passed on the wings of the wind, and none of the people beyond the brightly lighted squares of their windows saw him. They were inside, inside where there was light and warmth. They didn't know he had passed them; only he knew. It was a secret thing.

The wind makes you ache is some place that is deeper than your bones. It may be that it touches something old in the human soul, a chord of race memory that says Migrate or die - migrate or die.

The wind doesn't scratch at doors... or whine to be let in.

Tim hatte seinen Vater einmal gefragt, was zivilisiert bedeute.»Steuern«, hatte er gesagt und gelacht – aber nicht wie über etwas Komisches.

»Was ist Amerika?«»Ein Königreich voller Spielsachen liebender Idioten.

In der richtigen Hand kann jedes Ding Magie bewirken.

Bete um Regen, so lange du willst, aber grab nach Wasser, während du es tust.

Du scheinst nicht bewaffnet zu sein, Missus, aber bei Frauen weiß man das ja nie.