What are you thinking?” I ask.“That I wish this was my home, too.” I have nothing to say to this, so I kiss him instead.

Dammnnn, " Breccan slowly spoke each letter with a grin on his face that spread from ear to ear. "Impressive flames, guy.

Tis of the tears which stars weep sweet with joy.

I'm going to get a pair of wire-snips, and I've also started a new campaign to have blank CDs on jukeboxes so you can play the silence.

I take responsibility only for the future, not the past. The past can't hurt you the way the future can.

You can't love a library of e-books. You can't furnish a room with e-books.

[Gulliver was soon being read] "from the cabinet council to the nursery".

I've spent lots of time in London, I studied in London, I like London. It's just not my home.

Without duty, life is sort of boneless; it cannot hold itself together.

Smooth white skin invites something that will leave a trace, a kiss or a slap.

I feel I'm functioning at some level as a journalist because even though I write fiction, I'm trying to get the world accurate.