If You Can't Think Of What To

The Fairy Tale Is In A Perpetual State Of Becoming And Alteration. To Keep To One Version Or One Translation Alone Is To Put Robin Redbreast In A Cage.

There’s Been Terrible Things We Seen, En’t There? And More A Coming, More’n Likely. So I Think I’d Rather Not Know What’s In The Future. I’ll Stick To The Present.

All Stories Teach, Whether The Storyteller Intends Them To Or Not. They Teach The World We Create. They Teach The Morality We Live By. They Teach It Much More Effectively Than Moral Precepts And Instructions.

And I Came To Believe That Good And Evil Are Names For What People Do, Not For What They Are. All We Can Say Is That This Is A Good Deed, Because It Helps Someone Or That's An Evil One Because It Hurts Them. People Are Too Complicated To Have Simple Labels.

Then She Was Pressing Her Little Proud Broken Self Against His Face, As Close As She Could Get, And Then They Died.