He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body...unfortunately he had run out of room.

She tried to smile sympathetically, but with her face it wasn't quite possible.

Inside every fat man, there's a thin man trying to get out.

My father was aloof, very strange and very distant.

My perfect reader doesn't just read - he or she devours books.

I don't know anything!' Tim(Caleb) wailed. He'd never spoken a truer word in his life.

Until he lost all his money, my father was a successful north London Jewish businessman. He was unusual among his immediate family in that he was enormously cultured and had an incredible library.