I'm sorry? No more smooches is worse than the world ending?

We're not retreating, we're advancing in reverse.' --Skulduggery Pleasant

Doors are for people with no imagination.

I love you all, even those I don’t particularly like. That’s you, Beryl.

I'm sophisticated, charming, suave, and debonair, Professor. But I have never claimed to be civilized.

Kindness suits you." "Really? I think I'm quite allergic to it.

The Baron, unfortunately, turns it all the way up to eleven." "Seriously? Because, you know, that's one more evil

Well, for future reference, this is my serious face.

Plans are invitation to disappointment.

I'm placing you under arrest for murder, conspiracy to commit murder and, I don't know, possibly littering.

Are you sulking?” “Me? No. I don’t sulk.” “You sound like you’re sulking.” “I’m just waiting for the violent urges to subside.

I have a very strict gun control policy: if there's a gun around, I want to be in control of it.

This time I felt my own face redden. Talking with this woman was like sitting still for a series of slaps, delivered arhythmically so you couldn't know when the next one was coming.

There is no corner of life where art is not needed. There is no corner of art where life is not needed.

You can't divide a business like a sack of apples.

You don't need strength to let go of something. What you really need is understanding.

Don't have a cow, man.

To play is to listen to the imperative inner force that wants to take form and be acted out without reason.

The exploitation of women, mass hunger, disregard for freedom of conscience and for freedom of speech, widespread and racial discrimination all these evils are far too prevalent to be overlooked.

I write about kids growing up, I write a lot about schools and parents, and all of my experiences with those things have been suburban experiences.

The streams with softest sound are flowing, The grass you almost hear it growing, You hear it now, if e'er you can.