“So is death a journey? Is it to another place?" she asked. "Is it another planet?""Many have wondered this very question,"replied rovender. "But there is an old Caerulan saying: When your journey reaches its destination here, may you walk on through the memories of those still with us.”

“Some things we must learn through experience. That is how one truly lives.”

“Illustrations can be a big window: a looking glass into the author's imagination.”

“I get ideas from everywhere: movies, books, movies, nature - it comes into my brain, it sits there for a while, and it starts coming back out.”

“I would love having Winnie-the-Pooh stay here at the house. We could talk of food and what we were eating next. Maybe ponder that over a little morsel... and then take a little nap and dream of desserts.”

“My fifth grade teacher Mr. Straussberger noticed I was having trouble with some of my book reports, but he knew I loved to draw. He gave me extra credit if I did a drawing from the book that I was reading.”

“Your answers lie here," Rovender said, gesturing around the library.”

“What are these things that this houses, Eva?" Rovender picked up a crumbling tome. He handed it to her."These are books," Eva said as the yellowed bits of paper flaked away in her hands to rest on the floor. "It's what humans used to put all of their writing in long ago.”

“Sure, I eat because I have to. But I also eat because I want to. It is one of life’s few pleasures.”

“As Antiquus's son, I was next in line to be the leader of my village... But leadership is not inherited. It is earned through action.”

“Your home is where your family is... Where someone waits for you and thinks about you.”