You’re a peach full of poison, you know that?" Mosca snapped back, but could not quite keep a hint of admiration from her tone.

Tea is the magic key to the vault where my brain is kept.

If wits were pins, the man would be a veritable hedgehog.

Oh, painted smirk of a hopeless dawn, the girl is still wearing her breeches.

I want my chirfugging goose back!

Brand a man as a thief and no one will ever hire him for honest labor - he will be a hardened robber within weeks. The brand does not reveal a person's nature, it shapes it.

I am anything I wish to be. The world cannot choose for me. No, it is for me to choose what the world shall be.

In Mosca’s experience, a ‘long story’ was always a short story someone did not want to tell.

The world is like a broken wrist that healed the wrong way, and will never be the same again.

Everybody knew that books were dangerous. Read the wrong book, it was said, and the words crawled around your brain on black legs and drove you mad, wicked mad.

Well, you will have to do. If you had died along with your mother, I would have taught the cat to read.

Leadership is fundamentally about credibility.

Smiling is powerful. Smiling at your problems make you a powerful person.

I put artistic values above all others. Because writing, for me, is an expanded world, a limitless world, containing all.

To me, mathematics, computer science, and the arts are insanely related. They're all creative expressions.

Anything can be done if you find friends to do it with. The lucky biographers find themselves drawn into a sort of friendship with their subject.

A man with so large a brain must have something in it.

Congress seems to want to cure every ill known to man except unconstitutional government and high taxes.

I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.

Paul Lambert has learned Fabian Delph the game.

Habit is stronger than nature. [Lat., Consuetudo natura potentior est.]