I do like to read in bed, but because I have two kids I'm often forced to read in the bathroom.

No matter what dimension you're in, there's a big-headed male trying to take over the world.

What's that supposed to mean? A wolf's head on a stick. Big wolf barbecue tonight? Bring your own wolf?

Look!" said Foaly, pointing with some urgency into the vast steel-gray gloom, "Someone who cares!

It'll be messy, but after a day you'll be zipping around as though you were a thousand years old again.

Radomosity, thought Artemis. And he felt like weeping.

HOLLY: Are you suggesting I occasionally stray from the rule book? FOALY: No. I'm suggesting you do not own a copy of the rule book, and if you do, you have certainly never opened it.