Books" - Snell smiled - "are a kind of magic.

Books may look like nothing more than words on a page, but they are actually an infinitely complex imaginotransference technology that translates odd, inky squiggles into pictures inside your head.

Fiction wouldn't be much fun without its fair share of scoundrels, and they have to live somewhere.

Anything devised by man has bureaucracy, corrpution and error hardwired at inception.

Prices of semicolons, plot devices, prologues and inciting incidents continued to fall yesterday, lopping twenty points off the TomJones Index.

I don't forgive him, " I said."Hell, no, you don't. And why should you? So he can feel better? Get on with his life? And what's he done to help you get on with yours?

Avoid hating people because you might have destroyed the bridge you have just used to cross the river

Those white things have taken all I had or dreamed, " she said, "and broke my heartstrings too. There is no bad luck in the world but whitefolks.

You can't compare eras. But drivers of each era adapt to the needs and climate of their time. There are good and bad points to every era of the sport. I'm not really nostalgic about the past.

Fresh spring the herald of love's mighty king.

You know an odd feeling? Sitting on the toilet eating a chocolate candy bar.

Policemen and prisons ought never to be the means used to bring men back to the practice of religion.

Solitude with God repairs the damage done by the fret and noise and clamour of the world.

People are still grasping for the miracle, and unfortunately, there are no miracles, if you do not exercise for a year, and let your body remain dormant, then you will gain weight.

When God desires to destroy a thing, he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.