God save me ere I have any babies. They are grabby, clingy creatures who steal your figure and always want a ribbon or a wooden sword. And who sometimes make you die bearing them.

There are no more gates, only hinges clinging to the walls like broken spiders.

Charming. We're going to be murdered in our beds.

Cad é an mhaith dom eagla a bheith orm? Ní shaorfadh eagla duine ón mbás, dar ndóigh.

A clean pond is more useful than a dirty ocean.

If it's not exactly like you thought it would be, you think it's a failure. What about the spectrum of colors in between.

I'm a very methodical writer. Before computers, I used reams of paper and stacks of index cards.

Before I met Ayn Rand, I was a logical positivist, and accordingly, I didn't believe in absolutes, moral or otherwise. If I couldn't prove a proposition with facts and figures, it was without merit.

Women are part of the reason for washing and keeping clean, aren't they?

I love children. I've always loved children.

Sir, if a man has a mind to prance, he must study at Christ Church and All Souls.

No man who has once heartily and wholly laughed can be altogether irreclaimably bad.

I hear the howl of the wind that brings The long drear storm on its heavy wings.