How fast the ears learned to tell what sounds meant, much faster than it took the eyes to decipher written words.

She is a real bookworm. I think she lives on print. Her whole house is full of books - looks as if she likes them better than human company.

You really don't understand the first thing about writing...for one thing, early in the morning is the worst possible time. the brain is like a wet sponge at that hour. And for another, real writing is a question of staring into space and waiting for the right ideas.

Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't really want to know.

What are stories for if we don't learn from them?

It's a cruel world, don't you think?

My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story,” said Dustfinger at last.