cleverness that comes too late is hardly cleverness at all?

It's Will who ought to be sorry." Jem's eyes darkened. "We shall throw him out onto the streets," he proclaimed. "I promise you he'll be gone by morning." Tessa started and sat upright. "Oh - no, you can't mean that -" He grinned. "Of course I don't. But you felt better for a moment there, didn't you?" "It was like a beautiful dream," Tessa said gravely.

If there is a life after this one, he said, let me meet you in it, James Carstairs.

And I remind you of your mother now? I have got to look into a manlier cologne.

As dull as Nate Gray is," Will said, "his head is not actually filled with gears, Henry. He's a human.

There were some memories, though, that never faded.

Yech," said Simon. "Don't 'yech' me. You're the one with the magical spit.