Music, The Knife Without A Hilt.

Facts Are The Soil From Which The Story Grows. Imagination Is A Last Resort.

After I Convinced Them That I Was A Harmless Novelist, I Actually Got Them To Give Me A Tour Of The Harem - Which Is Usually Off Limits For Tourists.

To The Men Exposed To His Rule Lymond Never Appeared Ill: He Was Never Tired; He Was Never Worried, Or Pained, Or Disappointed, Or Passionately Angry. If He Rested, He Did So Alone; If He Slept, He Took Good Care To Sleep Apart. “—i Sometimes Doubt If He’s Human,” Said Will, Speaking His Thought Aloud. “it’s Probably All Done With Wheels.

Versatility Is One Of The Few Human Traits Which Are Universally Intolerable. You May Be Good At Greek And Good At Painting And Be Popular. You May Be Good At Greek And Good At Sport, And Be Wildly Popular. But Try All Three And You’re A Mountebank. Nothing Arouses Suspicion Quicker Than Genuine, All-round Proficiency.

What’s Wrong? Has Francis Been Rude? Then You Must Try To Overlook It. I Know You Wouldn’t Think So, But He Is Thoroughly Upset By Tom Erskine’s Death; And When Francis Is Troubled He Doesn’t Show It, He Just Goes And Makes Life Wretched For Somebody.