Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do.

It was much easier for him now that he was smaller to negotiate his way through his crammed shop but he still tried to swagger past the shelves like he used to in the past. The attempt looked so strange that Scipio started to mimic him behind his back. "What's the silly giggling about?" Barbarossa asked when Prosper and Renzo bust out laughing.

There could be few men whose love for a woman had been written on his face with a knife.

My daughter, Anna, is almost 15, and my son, Ben, is almost 10.

And I always read the English translation and always have conversations with my translator, for example about the names. I always have to approve it.

You know a great many things in dreams, often despite the evidence of your eyes. You just know them.

Let's be off before he gets his great horsey teeth into my poor lines of verse!