My children were all made from paper and printer's ink.

You know what they say: When people start burning books they'll soon burn human beings.

She had only to open a door, nothing but a door between the words,just large enough for her and Farid to pass through.

Children, they're the same everywhere. Greedy little creatures but the best listeners in the world - any world. The very best of all.

I always wanted to ride a dragon myself, so I decided to do this for a year in my imagination.

A reader doesn't really see the characters in a story; he feels them.

A library book, I imagine, is a happy book.