How many men can say, as I must, 'I am a man whose only friend is the King of England'? I have everything, you would think. And yet take Henry away, and I have nothing.

The things you think are the disasters in your life are not the disasters really. Almost anything can be turned around: out of every ditch, a path, if you can only see it.

Those who are made can be unmade.

You know I'm not a man with whom you can have inconsequential conversations. I cannot split myself into two, one your friend and the other the king's servant.

...this is what death does to you, it takes and takes, so that all that is left of your memories is a faint tracing of spilled ash.

He says in his defence he never meddled with married women, only with virgins.

When a man admits guilt we have to believe him. We cannot set ourselves to proving to him that he is wrong. Otherwise the law courts would never function.

The lawyer's world is entire unto itself, the human pared away.

... every monarch needs a blow on the head, from time to time.

If Mary's blood is Spanish, at least it is royal. And at least she can walk straight and has control of her bowels.

Full bellies breed gentle manners. The pinch of famine makes monsters.

Teddy bears are best because they understand it's nice to be alone.

Such was the hidden power of nature, capable of producing extreme beauty and cruelty at the same time.

Next to music, beer was best.

I've never really had time for romantic relationships. I have much more important things to worry about, like saving the world from zombies.

Barking at people earns their respect about as effectively as staring into the sun improves your vision.

I see socialism in the direction, of management, of enterprise, by all who work in the enterprise.

I'm no good at really anything that involves motor skills.

When information rubs against information the results are startling and effective. The perrenial quest for involvement, fill-in, takes many forms.

I don't like being rumbled, I like to be invisible.

Be grateful for every single person who was part of your story.The ones that hurt you. The ones that helped you. Because they all taught you.