Sometimes Dustfinger thought Basta's constant fear of curses and sudden disaster probably arose from his terror of the darkness within himself, which made him assume that the rest of the world must be exactly the same.

Down there the nights are bright and nobody believes in the Devil.

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.

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.

I wish I had more time to visit schools.

I love to read aloud.