It did seem hard to be doing something heroic while everyone was too busy to notice.

I want my chirfugging goose back!

It did seem hard to be doing something heroic while everyone was too busy to notice.

I am anything I wish to be. The world cannot choose for me. No, it is for me to choose what the world shall be.

If wits were pins, the man would be a veritable hedgehog.

True stories seldom have endings. I don't want a happy ending, I want more story.

Mosca and Saracen shared, if not a friendship, at least the solidarity of the generally despised. Mosca assumed that Saracen had his reasons for his persecution of terriers and his possessive love of the malthouse roof. In turn, when Mosca had interrupted Saracen’s self-important nightly patrol and scooped him up, Saracen had assumed that she too had her reasons.