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

The sarcasm made a slight whistling noise as it flew over Loafers' head.

Stupid. Stupid. Foaly, we are both imbeciles. I don't expect lateral thinking from the LEP, but from you..." ... "What is it?" [Holly] asked, afraid of the answer, which must surely be terrible. "Yeah," agreed Foaly, who always had time to feel insulted. "Why am I an imbecile?

In spite of what youngsters think, parents do not get a sneaky thrill out of punishing their children.

A pity to survive night flights over St. Georges Channel only to crack my skull falling from a ladder.

I'm right there with you, darlin'. Unless you step on a landmine, in which case I'm way back in the Operations Room.

Everything rests on the poisoned wine. If it were just the queen, I could force it down her gullet, but Declan Broekhart would run me through with that damned ceremonial sword, and if his wife's stares were daggers, he'd be dead already.