Your name?"The movements of the man's mouth didn't quite match what he was saying, so seeing him speak was a bit like watching a badly dubbed film. "Alex Gardiner," Alex said. "Your real name?" "I just told you." "You lied. Your real name is Alex Rider." "Why ask if you think you know?

Was it fate? Was it destiny?" "I think it was Alan Blunt.

There's a name for people with an interest in the moon," Alex said. "They're called lunatics.

The CIA agent looked more dead than alive. Alex wondered if he had been hit, but there was no sign of any blood. Perhaps he was in shock.

Oh-do be careful with that! That's my Buddha hand grenade. Twist the head twice and throw it and anyone within ten yards can say their prayers.

I believe that, by and large, people are good and everybody you meet is more likely to surprise you in a positive way than in a negative way.

I love writing different things.