You're No Help," He Told The Lime.

She Was Witchy, Yes, And In Charge Of A Cauldron Roiling With Ideas And Stories, But She Always Gave The Impression That The Stories, The Ones She Wrote And Wrote So Very Well And So Wisely, Had Simply Happened, And That All She Had Done Was To Hold The Pen. (on Diana Wynne Jones)

Truly Life Is Wasted On The Living.

When You Love Something You Just Don't Want To Stop Talking About It.

The Converse Held Reassuringly True: Daylight Was Safe. Daylight Was Always Safe.

And Then He'd Tried To Become An Official Atheist And Hadn't Got The Rock-hard Self-satisfied Strength Of Belief Even For That.