Moonlight and Vines Quotes

“Magic's never what you expect it to be, but it's often what you need.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines

“I envy the music lovers hear. I see them walking hand in hand, standing close to each other in a queue at a theater or subway station, heads touching while they sit on a park bench, and I ache to hear the song that plays between them: The stirring chords of romance's first bloom, the stately airs that whisper between a couple long in love. You can see it in the way they look at each other... you can almost hear it. Almost, but not quite, because the music belongs to them and all you can have of it is a vague echo that rises up from the bittersweet murmur and shuffle of your own memories.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines

“The family we choose for ourselves is more important than the one we were born into; that people have to earn our respect and trust, not have it handed to them simply because of genetics.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines

“Our families extend as far as our bloodlines and friendship can reach.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines

“Weird is good,” Bones said. “Means you’re not locked into what’s here and now, but you’re seeing a little further than most people do.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines

“Maybe,” she says in this small voice, her eyes so big and hopeful, “maybe you could find out for me . . . for us . . . .” “What? Like follow him?” Nina shakes her head. “No. I was thinking more like . . . you could try to seduce him. Then we’d know.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines

“Jilly always says the family we choose for ourselves is more important than the one we were born into; that people have to earn our respect and trust, not have it handed to them simply because of genetics.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines

“It’s not that I don’t have convictions, or that I won’t defend them. I save my battles for things that have meaning instead of tilting at every mild irritation that comes my way. You can fritter away your whole life with those kinds of windmills.”
― Charles de Lint, Moonlight and Vines