Where have they gone?" "Wherever magicians used to go. Behind the sky. On the other side of the rain.

Time and I have quarrelled. All hours are midnight now. I had a clock and a watch, but I destroyed them both. I could not bear the way they mocked me.

Oh! And they read English novels! David! Did you ever look into an English novel? Well, do not trouble yourself. It is nothing but a lot of nonsense about girls with fanciful names getting married.

For, though the room was silent, the silence of half a hundred cats is a peculiar thing, like fifty individual silences all piled one on top of another.

Can a magician kill a man by magic?” Lord Wellington asked Strange.Strange frowned. He seemed to dislike the question. “I suppose a magician might, ” he admitted, “but a gentleman never could.

But the other Ministers considered that to employ a magician was one thing, novelists were quite another and they would not stoop to it.

It seemed that it was not only live magicians which Mr. Norrell despised. He had taken the measure of all the dead ones too and found them wanting.

Ha!" cried Dr John contemptuously. "Magic! That is chiefly used for killing Frenchmen, is it not?

It is the right of a traveller to vent their frustration at every minor inconvenience by writing of it to their friends.

[A] smile is the most becomingornament that any lady can wear.

I have been quite put out of temper this morning and someone ought to die for it.

Twitter is the marriage of full-tilt narcissism and full-tilt voyeurism that has finally collided in 140 words.

Invention is arrived at by intelligent stumbling.

Art is for entertainment purposes, but it's also to reflect our dreams, our hopes, the present, the future the past - whether it's good or bad.

To cease to think creatively is to cease to live

If that which you seek, you find not within yourself, you will never find without.

Limousines used to be reserved for the ruling class, or, on special occasions, for the working class. Today, limousines are like taxicabs with the door handles still intact.

On our current path, all our great Gulf and Atlantic coast cities are at risk of meeting the same fate as New Orleans.

The subconscious is ahead of the conscious, and we never know what really drives us.

You think I should be as forgiving as you are? We can’t all be saints and martyrs.

Hip Hop was supposed to be this new thing that had no boundaries and was so different to everyday music. As long as it has soul to it, hip hop can live on.