I've often noticed" Fiona said, "that when people say, 'This can't happen in this day and age', they say it because it is happening.

I think we ought to live happily ever after.

To love someone enough to let them go, you had to let them go forever or you did not love them that much.

That's why I love spiders. 'If at first you don't succeed, try, try, try again.

Writing for adults, you have to keep reminding them of what is going on. The poor things have given up using their brains when they read. Children you only need to tell things to once.

Happiness isn't a thing. You can't go out and get it like a cup of tea. It's the way you feel about things.

A heart's a heavy burden.

She was remorseless, but she lacked method.

I am a believer in free will. If my dog chooses to hate the whole human race except myself, it must be free to do so.

Only thin, weak thinkers despise fairy stories. Each one has a true, strange fact hidden in it, you know, which you can find if you look.

Being a hero means ignoring how silly you feel.

He who fails to achieve a dream set by himself is more honorable than he who succeeds in achieving a dream set by his society.

We were made for God. Only by being in some respect like Him, only by being a manifestation of His beauty, lovingkindness, wisdom or goodness, has any earthly Beloved excited our love.

Moths, and all sorts of ugly creatures, hover about a lighted candle. Can the candle help it?

And what will I be able to do tomorrow that I cannot yet do today?

I think the devil doesn't exist, but man has created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness.

The car was the iPhone of the 20th century. Kids these days don't have to drive anymore. They just go there virtually.

Be very slow to go into looking for solutions.

I mean the reason the sit-down strikes struck such fear in the hearts of management was that they knew that a sit-down strike was just one step short of taking over the factory.

The surest sign that a man has a genuine taste of his own is that he is uncertain of it.

Now I know That twenty centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?